Oh Lord! Let today be an easy one,
Let there be a helping hand hidden somewhere
Let there be no tears in my eyes
Let there be some peace in my life,
And let there be some sleep in class!
Last night was that restless one,
in which let alone reading, even facebooking seemed like hell of a task. With
the beginning of another year, my approaching 23rd birthday seemed
nothing less than a doomsday. There would be added responsibilities, added
expectations and added questions. And I confess I am as clueless about life as
I was when I was 13.
Add to this the sorrow and
twisted emotions for friends who have left us behind and gone on exchange, a fight with sister, bad grades, even worse profile and fear of
placement.
Chucking everything, I put some
music on and crept inside the quilt. And giving due regards to the fact that
there are only two bliss in life in winter (one being the “Gajar ka halwa” and
other being the warmth of the quilt) I slept.
As expected, morning happened.
The point here is, that whatever
it was that seemed impossible at night, suddenly turned into most silly of my
worries. Boys were no more dogs, mother wasn’t difficult, brother was a
sweetheart, heights were not too far to reach, karma wasn’t a bitch and life
though was difficult to live, but wasn’t clueless to start.
Hasn’t it ever happened to you
when you just can’t understand why you were crying last night. The reason for
all confusion and a sad heart just vanish. The cob webs of suspicion and
resentment clear away. Suddenly there is a solid reason that you understand for
why a friend didn’t reply to your repeated calls. And everything, even a maze
like career sorts itself out. Just like that!
“ Yeah baby!! This is what
mornings are about..
About new beginnings
About “ek garam chai ki pyali”
About going for that kill
About renewed passions,
About healed feeling,
And obviously about neat clothes” :D
