Grey hair and a wrinkle around the eyes,
Waking up in the morning with a back pain that lasts momentarily,
Eating a lot or not eating a lot brings a series of stomach hiccups,
Late night parties don’t excite you anymore,
A comfy night, cuddled up with your partner seems the perfect choice!
When Netflix and chill no longer excites you,
When words don’t flow easily to write,
When you wake up with a worry of what to cook in the morning
And sleep with the same thought and the cycle repeats !

On a rainy day, while sipping on a cup of tea,

You are silently praying with folded hands to set your mind free!

Wearing a smile, while burning inside, seemed an uphill task,

But, determined you are, to let go of today, that layer of mask!

But, oh baby, you are so naïve,

Little did you know, I was sitting right next to your way,

Grinning because your prayers will go unanswered, again today!

People like you give me a reason to sustain,

I choose to live with the one who finds no joy and lives in pain!

Today, again, I see you happy and glowing, but I know it won’t last all along,

You can’t choose to evade me, not for so long!

Forget being alone, amidst the crowd you smile and laugh,

But deep within, you know I am sitting right at the corner-

Waiting for you to burst again!

Albeit, over the years, being thick-skinned and all,

You won’t let others see your tears fall!

No wonder, inside you are burning with rage,

Waiting for that avalanche of emotion to erupt inside your well-built cage!

I assure you I will hold on to you,

Not that you want me, but you can’t evade me, not for so long!

Friends and family keep knocking at your door,

Concern and worry loom high on their faces, yet they could not understand you more,

When too many questions bombard your fragile mind,

You shove it all away with a smile, and saying “All okay. I am doing just fine.”

When all this is over and no one sees you,

You tuck your face inside the pillow and cry as long as you can endure,

You want me not by your side,

But you can’t quit on me and this thought swells my heart with pride!

Loomed into an abyss of uncertainty you kept drowning and drowning,

All the while, no one beside but I, taking your side,

Not that you want me, but you can’t evade me, not for so long!

I am your companion (?) next door,

I am never wanted nor desired,

Yet in your weak moment, I come running to you with full vigour!

When the sun is out, and the birds sing-

You don’t feel the vibrance that it brings,

When the world chimes with happiness,

And no glory or victory makes you happy,

When a friend’s company or the caressing words of your mother doesn’t suffice your inner peace,

When you cry for reasons beyond your control or sometimes for no reasons at all,

Then, it is that time, my friend, when-

You know you are lost in your way and your path crossed my bay!

Yes, I am here in your lane,

Now that I am here, I will stay a little longer,

I assure to stay here with none but only us,

I am a well-known face, and you all met me once, so not so hard for you to guess,

I am what goes by the name called “Loneliness”!

Originally published at http://herinfinitespace.com on June 3, 2021.

Loneliness was originally published in the Cafe on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

You in a hospital bed,
And I, miles apart when you were being operated!
I grew numb with fright,
A moment as such seemed like a never-ending plight!

I love you and that I know for sure,
But in an ephemeral, I learnt that I love you more than my heart could endure!

I knew, there you were, taken care of by your loved ones,
Yet my distressed mind found no peace-
As you were inside OPD and I don’t know when I hear you next!

My heart was beating fast-

I thought I was strong and won’t let my fears last,
Little did I know, I am an emotional fool,

And only wearing a layer of being too cool!

I was nervous, I was scared,

I feared the moment you went inside and no text came from your side!
I could tell none, so in my journal, I penned down my deepest fear-

Not mincing one word as I described!

The wait was on until I got a phone call after an hour and how!
To let me know that all went fine-

You are out and all right for now!

I had a sense of joy-a smile frantically curved my lips,
“Thank God” was all that I uttered!
I knew, now was not the time when I could talk,
Yet, 24/7 I held on to my phone-

Lest I miss a call from you when you could!

And just like that, my prayers were listened to,
After 2 hours you made a video call,
I uttered not a word except being grateful to see your view!

It was just noon and the day was not over yet,
I did my regular chores, all the while thinking about you,
I took a nap while putting the phone right beside my ear with the volume loud,
The wait was too long but I was not giving it up, not so soon!

By evening, when I was trying to do a craft to set my mood-
A message popped, “I love you”
Yay! It was a text from you!
I jumped and caught hold of my phone to reply to,
It felt like a lifetime of being away and I knew you felt it too!

“I love you so much and I know it today ❤”, was the reply I typed,
I meant it all, eyes filled with tears that I couldn’t help not wipe!

I was nervous, I was sad,
I waited from morning till night to hear a word from your side,
I missed you and kept staring at your photo keeping it aside,
I don’t remember the fights, not anymore,
All I wanted then was to hold you tight and kiss right there on your forehead!

I want this moment to liven up the love that we already have,
I know you are enough for me and I am for you,
Take my words, one final time-I love you more than I could ever think of,
But for now, get well soon baby, was all that I could ever wish for!

Originally published at http://herinfinitespace.com on June 1, 2021.

Love connects when miles separate was originally published in An Idea (by Ingenious Piece) on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

“True love stands by each other’s side on good days and stands closer on bad days.” — Unknown

They are not just words but they convey the true essence of marriage- a union of two souls in mind and body!

Ah, why am I talking of marriage and union and souls and stuff like that? Any guesses? Nope. Not my wedding. Still got to wait for some more time before that big day happens! For now, it’s my best friend’s wedding that I am going to write about.

This bespectacled bubbly, funny, ever so smiling, mischievous, vocal (born with a Freudian slip actually) is the bride of the day. Also, she is one of my best friends in a group of 4!

This girl is married now, became a bride and a wife in a matter of one day. Unbelievable!

When I say unbelievable, I mean it’s hard to imagine Priyam or Voda (as I lovingly address her like that), growing up and being so matured enough to start a family of her own. This eventually happens for all but when it comes to someone you grew up with, it is difficult to imagine!

She was not someone I started a bond with, on a happy note. Looks are deceptive and in her case, it proved just right. Her bespectacled face, with bob cut hair falling right below her ears, gave the impression of a studious and serious girl. But that wouldn’t have bothered me at all. What bothered me were the rumours that were floating in the air- “Priyam has got attitude.” “She is rude” etc.

I did not make an effort then, to frame my own perspective about her, rather I believed what others have to say.

Learnt a lesson for a lifetime — “never trust others until you see it for yourself!”

After a gap of two semesters, now in the same branch, when we finally bonded, I realised what a gem of a person she was! Oh, how glad I was to find a great partner in her. I was happy to be wrong about my perception of her. She was a breath of fresh air- it is just so easy to make her laugh and because of her laughter, I find ways, now and then, to crack a joke as no matter how lame it is, she will laugh!

I still remember, during the 6th semester I had a heartbreak (quite silly as I feel it now) and couldn’t sleep for days. I had my exams knocking at my door. For the first time in my life, I was totally unprepared for it. I was aware of the outcome yet didn’t know how to put my mind into studies. It was tough back then.

My girls came to my rescue. Junali, Sreya and Priyam helped me cope up with my studies, teaching me what I couldn’t decipher as I was too busy shedding tears. They gave their best to prepare me for the exam at stake. For this, I couldn’t thank you enough girls. Had it not been for you, I couldn’t have passed with flying colours. Thanks, from the bottom of my heart!

Priyam especially went a step ahead and came to sleep with me, as sleep was elusive to me. She caressed my forehead and concocted some stories of her family. That night, in the cocoon of her arms, I felt so comforted that within minutes I fell asleep after days/nights of discomfort. This small deed had a lasting impression on my mind and for years to come, I will cherish this in my heart.

That is why, for her, I always say, “You are my pillow on rainy days!”

Our bond strengthened in these four years of graduation. From there, I moved to Ranchi for my master’s and she stayed back to complete her MBA.

The fast forward-our journey started in Guwahati but didn’t end there. I left for Bangalore in search of a job and she followed, after a gap of a few months. If that was not enough, the Universe conspired to bring us together again-this time she moved to Hyderabad for a job after I moved in there!

However, that was the last time we were together in the same city. Things followed, we moved apart in person, living in different cities yet always available for each other at just a phone call away.

Now my go-to partner is married to the love of her life. The sight of seeing her laughing and enjoying her wedding, contrary to keeping a solemn face like most brides, just made me so happy. The spectacles sitting right on her nose suited her flamboyant personality just so well. Initially, I too wanted her to remove the glasses for good photos, but quickly realized she looked her prettiest best in those pair of glasses only. That’s her charisma and that’s who she is!

Just so proud of you, gal!

Having written so much already, yet I wouldn’t stop without wishing you the best that life has to offer.

May the force be with you- the journey of togetherness is going to be tough but it will be all worth it as you will be walking hand in hand with the love of your life!

Your mother, wherever she is, will be so proud of the confident lady you have become in these years! With every smile of yours, your mother will be smiling too, showering love and blessing to the happy couple!

Happy Married Life, sweetheart!

Pallavi-rock-solid partner of fab4 group (also my constant since school days), the one with calm and matured demeanour, stood by me all throughout the ceremony, witnessing our Voda walking the aisle with the king of her heart!

And last but never the least- Sreya, the 4th partner- the petite one with a smile glued to her lips always, was present virtually all throughout the important ceremony as she couldn’t be available in person.

Together, in the presence of her loved ones-family, relatives, cousins, friends and we- “the Fab4”, our Voda got hitched in the most beautiful and heavenly way!

However, I couldn’t wrap it up, not until, I introduce to my readers the girls that build up the amazing group “Fab4”- the ones who were there for each other all through ups and downs, celebrating each other’s moments, laughing together, being a shoulder to lean on when life is not fair, sharing deepest secrets with no worry of ever being leaked, bursting out in joy, yelling in pain or simply just blurting out in frustration! We did it all!

So, here they are- my amazing fab4 viz. Pallavi (left), Sreya(center), Priyam(you already know!), and all wrapped in yellow that’s me!

Note: Originally published in my blog http://herinfinitespace.com on March 11, 2021

Wedding tale of my best friend was originally published in Be Yourself on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

I come back to you, embracing you, with all your weakness,

A precarious soul as you are-
Your bereaved eyes chastise my non-forgiving heart,

I wish to hug you then, for one last time, and forgive you for all your meanness!

I want to hold you by my side but, thought as such, is what I have forsaken,
My heart quivers with pain,
Years of love yet no love remains- a feeling that makes me deeply shaken!

Your betrayal breaks my heart apart,

Wondering why is love not enough with just one?

What went wrong that you drifted apart?
Distressed mind and a despondent heart sought for an answer,
But, not even a word of acceptance came from your part!

I gave it all, my heart, and my soul,
Fairy tale romance is what I sought for,

Alas, little did I know that it works not in a way as I hope for!

With a sense of fright, I wake up,
Pangs of emotion-all sadness and tears grip my soul,
Yet, I pray for your good, I pray I forgive you if I could!

In a world far apart, where we are no longer one,

I wish we meet someday and maybe, that day you come back to me-

Not to live a life together but with a word saying “Sorry”-

Maybe, that will be the day, I will find the closure I am waiting for!

Originally published at http://herinfinitespace.com.

Of “Love” found and lost… was originally published in Be Yourself on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

A Birthday on a Christmas Day! 🎅 🌲

In a carriage so white,
A baby landed on earth with eyes too bright!

With little fingers and oh so little nose,
He glanced towards the camera to give a pose!

Christmas carols and Christmas vibes fill the air all around,
Days of winter, holiday and all things nice in town!

Humming of jingle jingle heard all the way,
Here comes little Jesus to bless our bay!

And just like that, in the wink of an eye,
This happy baby turns one on this Christmas day!

Already,happily trotting to and fro now,
And amidst loved ones, this toddler come running by to cut his Christmas Cake!

Bless you today and for all years to come,
With a heart full of love from all-
I wish you the Happiest Birthday all year round!

The other day, after much pestering by my brother, I decided to satisfy his insatiable desire for a tasty non-veg delicacy. So, the thought that came to mind was, why not veg fried rice and a chilly chicken recipe?

Having said that, it was I who instilled this temptation of chilly chicken into him, so the choice came effortlessly!

His usual buttery words to make me cook for him starts something like this- “Hey, you know you cook well. Why not cook biryani/chilly chicken/fried chicken etc. etc. (depending on his mood) this Sunday? You cook this time and next, it will be my turn!” But, tell you what, his next never comes (except for chicken curry that he cooked twice some months ago, about which he keeps boasting all the time as if it happened a few days back only)!

And, this is his pleading on every Sunday! On most days I ignore as I feel lethargic to cook. It’s not the process of cooking but the process that precedes cooking is actually what blows my mind. But then, it’s only in my imagination! No sooner I get into the kitchen, procrastination flies out of the window. It’s just the start that’s difficult but once am inside I groove into my cooking.

Wait the hurdle is far from over!

Another thing that drives me crazy is my mother’s constant complaints like- “Why are you using so many utensils? Why is the salt bottle not on the shelf? Why is the masala(spice) packet not properly sealed? Why this? Why that?” And more why and why!

Hence, the most difficult part-to cook together with Maa in the same kitchen and at the same time. Sigh!

However, after dealing with obstacle 1 and 2, if I can make my way into the kitchen with a cool mind, then nothing can stop me from cooking with my heart’s content and surprise my people with mouth-watering food cooked by Chef-Me, of course!

My favourite meal for cooking is the morning breakfast. It is easy, simple, short and cooking healthy recipes like poha,upma, daliya, dosa and oats are just my favourite. Off late, I am learning to make round shaped chapati too! I am not a pro yet, but I will be soon. Hopefully! At least my mother wants me so that I don’t end up causing disgrace to her by not able to make round chapati in my would-be in-law’s house (God, knows when that will be!). That’s her reason but my reason is simple- to acquire the knack of rounding the shape which so many people are expert at!

Coming back to my area of forte, when I say oats/daliya/poha/upma it’s not like having a bowlful of it with milk. No, I don’t like it that way.

I like it in the spice and salty way. After all, life is all about salt and spice, isn’t it?

With colourful vegetables, spices, herbs, peanuts and a good amount of desi ghee-that is the way my breakfast normally goes. And, the aroma it emanates- I so wish I could have written it in words but I just can’t! Just wow is all I can say!

Okay, but this is not what my post is all about.

Today’s post is about culinary skill for lunch- Chilly Chicken (veg fried is a bonus).

I am not going to elaborate the recipe because I am pretty sure most of you are already an expert in it. And, even if you are not you can always google search and come up with a recipe according to your taste and availability of ingredients.

I am here not only to tell you how it went by but also, the emotional side towards the food that I cooked with so much love.

First, let me confess, I was sceptical as to how it will turn out because I have blundered it on my first attempt, about a year ago, even after following a recipe step by step. Though I looked confident to my brother, deep inside I was not so sure!

Nonetheless, I put on a brave face and after having gone through a recipe in Youtube, I asked him to bring all essentials that will be needed- he was only too happy, to rush to the market, and bring whatever was asked, as he was hoping for some grand hotel alike dish from me! Oh, what a pity!

This time, too, I followed the recipe from the internet but only with some added twist of my own. I took a grasp of the tutorial but haven’t followed step by step.

Ah, what a great decision it was!

Unexpectedly, the first step of marination turned so good that then and there I realised I am on the right track.

Oh well, my mother poked me this time too, but I didn’t give much of a thought to it. I was just too overwhelmed with the yummy looking marinated chicken and was too excited how it will turn out like!

The next step was to chop the vegetables. I am very much particular about the way I do the chopping. Here I go slow and careful as I want my veggies to be chopped uniformly. After about 10 minutes, I chopped the onions-capsicum in cubes and garlic-ginger-chilli in small pieces. I have also kept aside differently chopped veggies for fried rice. I bet, the chopping board looked too colourful. Only, that I forgot to click a pic. Oh, pity me!

The third step and the delicate one- to fry the chicken. Here is the crucial part-the chicken has to get fried with a reddish tinge from outside and soft and juicy inside.

It shouldn’t be like papad, to be precise! That’s what happened to me last time, so was a tad scared. Keeping aside my conflict, I poured the marinated chicken on a frying pan, and lightly tossed and stirred now and then, so that it won’t stick on the pan. And o la la! This worked perfectly fine too! I cooked the world’s tastiest, fried chicken. Hehe!

The fourth step went great too. The sauce preparation was the icing on the cake. The texture was so like a hotel’s recipe. And I am not exaggerating. It indeed was!

The last step- I added the fried chicken to the sauce that I prepared. And, it was beyond words! I couldn’t believe my eyes. So good it was! Okay, self-praise is needed at times. But honestly, it was way too good for a second time. Hehe!

It might be just a small thing but for me it was magic. The happiness you feel when you find your food turned so well was a bliss!

As for my brother, he was happy as hell. Along with the fried rice he had the yummiest chicken cooked by the chef- Me, of course!

He was all full of praise but this time it sounded real. He was not adding up with his buttery praise and his eyes were genuinely filled with compliments for my cooking. The happiness you get on seeing someone devouring your food with so much pleasure was enough food to feed your mind and soul (not your tummy because eventually I too got hungry!). I felt blessed.

So, together, after a lot of hard work, we devoured the tastiest lunch on a Sunday with relish, and ate beyond our usual capacity, with a word of assurance from him that he is going to come up with his deep-fried chicken recipe soon! Hehe!

P.S: And lastly, to give it an Indian flavour and for a good picture too, I garnished with coriander on top. Hope, my image does justice to my emotional aspect towards the food.

Originally published at http://herinfinitespace.com.

It has been a while since I have written anything for my blog. I missed the fact that I was not posting for a long time. To be honest, there was no lack of thoughts hovering at the back of my mind. On the contrary, I was too overwhelmed with thoughts of every kind, yet none of them was concrete enough to be jotted down on a piece of paper.

Most of the time I was dealing with my inner turmoil. The demons took an upper-hand for some days and I was in a state of a recluse. The gamut of emotion played havoc, but I just couldn’t channelize the negative energy that was consuming my mind. Life felt at a loss!

At the very beginning of this lockdown, I thought I was strong enough to stay indoors and the sudden cut-off from the outside world wouldn’t affect me much. I was doing perfectly fine during the initial few months with no hiccups. Life felt at ease by being at home with family and working too, with no hassle of travelling.

But I never knew I was not prepared for this change in the next few days to come!

Gradually, as days rolled into months, I started feeling a sense of numbness. I realised I was missing on life-the vibrance, the exuberance, the independence, the carefree life and so much more. Even words fail to describe the kind of feeling I was going through.

Despite all odds, I try to stay positive as best as I could. I tried to write down positive thoughts, work on my blog and talk to people who matter. Yet, it wasn’t enough!

Something was gnawing me from within -I felt at a loss of words. The situation deteriorated gradually. I begin to sense a world of negativity all around. Nothing made me happy. My family turned into a foe for me-I argued and fought with them for the slightest pretext. If they disagreed on anything then a heated argument ensued later. I shouted. I debated. I cried. I felt sorry too. Overall, I felt hollow inside. Yet, I couldn’t help myself.

There were days when I wake up to a sad morning, crying all alone for petty reasons. Sometimes, there is just no reason at all. I felt all alone. Life was turned upside down.

I hated talking to people let alone my family. I just confined to myself.

However, even in all such adverse circumstances, I tried hard to stay positive and tame my negative energy.

Once I woke up at 5 am in the morning just to do meditation and cool my mind. During this time, I started the habit of journaling. I tried to pen down every kind of feeling that I was a going through and ended each day by writing something positive that I have learnt that day, with an aim to inculcate the same in my life.

I learnt in a deeper sense that “Life coach” is not just simply a term, They are actually real people, who through their life’s experiences, tells you what’s best you can do for yourself and the practical way of doing it too. The advice/suggestion they offer are in no way a Herculean task that you can’t achieve- on the contrary, they are easy and very much doable. The only thing that matters, in the long run, is “Consistency”. If you are consistent in your habits then surely you are one step ahead in taming your temptation and have conscious control over your mind.

Based on this context, I want to add that it was, indeed, words of one such Life coach that motivated me to start journaling. It helped in shaping myself and my mind. To me, it worked!

To have penned down all my inner thoughts on a piece of paper which I otherwise wouldn’t have been able to tell anybody was like a big burden taken off from my shoulder. Life felt easy and my mind a bit relaxed. I mirrored myself through my words!

It is as if I was introduced to my inner self through my words in the journal. Gradually, I felt more connected to what I am actually. I learnt to be my own friend. Instead of chiding away from feeling low, I let myself dwell on it for a while. I let myself cry for as long as I want. I let myself just be without pushing it or avoiding what I was feeling. I consoled myself just as a friend would. I stopped being sorry for feeling negative about somebody or something. I began to realise that it was just a phase and I will overcome it.

And, as I started accepting myself with all my negative thoughts and energy, I understood that I just got lost seeing life coming to a standstill. The sudden change kept me in a state of denial for a while. But, when I accepted this phase as it is, it became easy once again. It brought a sense of comfort and my inner turmoil was put to rest.

During this pandemic, I made an amazing bond with my family and my love life blossomed. It is more transparent than ever it was. Words flowed easily with no fear of being judged. Life is slow now, a bit boring most of the time, but the real value of the relationship is worth more than anything and this lockdown has taught me just that.

It is as if a veil has been lifted. I cannot guarantee that I will not have a mental break down again, but this time I wouldn’t let my mind to gulp all of it within myself. I will cry even then. I will be sad too. But, this time I will not ignore my inner voice. I won’t stop consoling myself. I will feel my heart and keep writing in the most honest way. I am sure that, pouring out my heart, through words as a habit, will only make me understand myself better.

So, to readers out there, who are still reeling through the lockdown anxiety, I have to tell you- PAUSE, SIT and RELAX!

• You are bound to be overwhelmed with everything bad happening around you. Maybe the neighbour next to you or even someone from your family might not be doing well health-wise. Don’t stress it out. Just know that stress won’t help you but being calm and composed in such a difficult time will.
• Take time to dwell on what is hampering your inner peace. Take some time out from your busy schedule and read a good self-help book. It might sound cliché but it actually helps. In my case it did- “Who will cry when you die” by Robin Sharma is the secret to my calm demeanour now.
• If you are not someone who reads, then hear good audiobooks. But actually, anything and everything that helps to cultivate your mind are good.
• Meditate-breathe in and breathe out. Inhale. exhale. And do it every time you feel anxious. You will feel good. Trust me.
• Walk, run, play, dance, exercise, do yoga- just do anything that keeps you moving. You just move and the happy hormones will take care of the rest.
• Eat good food always. Include fruits and vegetables in good quantity. Well, its no harm, whatsoever, to grab on a plate of momo or biryani or anything that satisfies your taste buds once in a while!
• Stay hydrated; cliché as it may sound, yet it does wonders!
• And most important-think, talk, walk, eat and dress positively. Your positivity will reflect in the way you deal with people and the surrounding.

I am not an expert in all of the above mentioned, I still struggle to keep up with the rhythm yet I never fail to come back after one or two days of going haywire. Consistency matters. These are hard times and just by being happy and vibrant, you can spread happiness and joy around you. One smile can light up an ailing heart, kind words can cheer up teary eyes and kind deeds can bestow you with love and blessing that not even money can buy

Last but not the least-life is simple. Keep it that way. Smile more and live with so full of vigour as if it’s your last day today!

Your mind is your biggest weapon and it’s you who can make it or break it in any way you want. Why waste time on self-harm when simple acts of love and kindness can build you into a better version of you?

Originally published at http://herinfinitespace.com.

Be the leader of your mind was originally published in An Idea (by Ingenious Piece) on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

Inebriated he and I,

Bouts of anger, loud cries and fights,

Losing sanity and weariness was way too high!

Finding the edge of the bed, we fell into a slumber,

Long before we could make up by hugging each other!

Morning seems not right without him besides,
So, I left where I was and crawled towards his side.

But, only to realise, that the feeling was just mutual as ever!

He missed it too, not having me besides,
Before I could hug him tight, he slouched and grabbed me towards his side!

And, under the cocoon of his arms, he hugged me tight as if to not let me go apart,

Forgetting the fights of last night before bed,

He kissed me right there on my forehead.

A moment as such swept my heart away,

A long kiss on the lips and life felt surreal!

The warmth of his arms and his whiskers touching my chin,

Is a moment I long to hold on deep within,

And whilst wrapped around each other’s arms,

We lost track of time!

Originally published at http://herinfinitespace.com on September 27, 2020.

Love-Now and Forever was originally published in An Idea (by Ingenious Piece) on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

I wake up to another mundane day,

Tucked in bed and contemplating what’s in store for today!

Sitting on the bed table and sipping on a cup of coffee,

I gauge on the work at stake while scrolling through emails unread,

And this routine of working from home repeats day after day!

Just like that days pass on and on,

And, before, after and life in between unfolds, making my heart withdrawn!

At times, Insanity drives me crazy,

But Yoga keeps me sane and lively!

When anxiety grips me at times,

Meditation calms my distressed mind!

I miss my new dresses and wonder when to wear them next,

I miss being on trips, the parties and the gala time with friends,

To book an instant movie ticket and watch all alone or with friends beside,

To take the long route to a place less explored by,

Or simply hop into the mall for some crazy buy!

Life was moving swiftly then,

Has come to a standstill and I still wonder how and when!

It’s uncomplicated and simple now,

But humans love exploring the hurdles more,

Free-flowing life seems lost in the maze of a future unknown!

This is how life moves on and on,

And, before, after and life in between unfolds, making my heart withdrawn!

Not all days are gloomy though,

My family beside me keeps my nerves in control!

Talking, laughing and sharing household chores has made us love each other more and more.

When missing touch with the outside world grips me hard,

I close my eyes to feel my heart,

And then a smile beams on my lips!

I am grateful for my family 24/7 besides me now,

I smile at having a safe abode to live and food to feed my belly,

I smile at having fresh air to breathe,

I smile at having all luxuries right at the comfort of my home!

I smile now, with a curve wide, for all reasons that I ignored for so long!

Good days will come for sure,

The world will open up for everyone to embrace,

You and I will go back to life like before,

With a heart fearless and a mind bereft of worry!

The hurdles will come again, yet the joyous meetups will fill the air with love,

No more wearing masks but hugging each other tight,

And, Life will just be the way we always want!

But, till the time comes I will cherish these moments with people close by,

Small wonders they are, but I wish to live it now before I fail to realize!

May the good day comes,

However, the days now, are just never to miss living for,

These are moments, soon to become memories,

And in-between moments and memories I will relive once again-

While my heart still contemplating everything about-

Before, After and Life in between!

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