mihir

today wasn't good not as I expected I started off slow that played with my mind there were distractions aplenty the usual  it was hard to pick myself uff, gravity sleep came easy self-doubt nagging along I woke up not for the first time today brewed some coffee and (hoping) with it a fresh-mind sat-upright with a plan in sight that rhyme was music, though short-lived they came again, and took me to a virtual land, far-far away I left my abode and went for a run mind, not nagging along where am I today? I often forget where was I before today? I often forget what did it take for me to get where I am today? I often forget gravity, baby steps, and some coffee I often forget for the umpteenth time   I gave today another go today was a good day lest I forget "Why are you constantly worrying about the next part of your life  without realizing that you're right in the middle  of what you used to look forward to?" ~ Anonymous

It was the month of November, and the year was 2019. It was the birthday of one of my closest friends. While she resided in Mumbai, having recently started working for a corporate firm, I was in San Diego — studying. Gifts were sent, and messages exchanged of how she held a dear position in my life — but the time difference and a working day meant that we were unable to talk over the phone for longer than two minutes. On the same day, about two hours before her birthday ended, I was surprised to see her message pop-up on my phone. There were telltale signs in her messages that she was having a horrible day — and that led to a half-an-hour conversation over the phone. She was in a new city, around people she had met just a few weeks prior; it was a working day, and office formalities didn't offer her any celebration other than the meet-and-greet birthday wishes! She had planned to reward herself with a dinner at a fancy restaurant with the money, and more importantly the effort th

there's a sudden silence in the room the place where you stay there seems to be a lack of familiarity and yet it's here that you lay in the galaxy that I call mine the stars no longer shine it's the same air I would breathe yet this is the place I want to leave you've been suffocated in your dome and yet it's this place that you call home? there was chaos and yet there wasn't in the space outside your abode there were glances and smiles and yet they were just passers-by along the road in the garden that wasn't mine the flowers bloomed all too fine it's the same field you and I shared yet that's the grass I found greener I've been pushed into my house and now I know the place that's truly home