This wonderful mind of mine,
Every breath, and every blow,
Changes its direction,
Yet I know, my heart,
It shall keep it on its course,
And take away every single doubt,
For my heart heads for home,
And a family, a warm abode,
And all of this I found right where I am,
What else? Shall a heart need,
What else shall a mind need,
And what else? Dare I ask,
From this family of mine,
Where all the love I have,
In truth, is sublime.
Dear Diwali,
So, you are back to remind me of sweets, festivity, break from routine life and home. But this time it is different, in the name of sweets I have Cadbury stacked in the fridge. To get the festive feel I have decorated a corner of my new home with light. Break from the routine life is only a joke. And home is 1000 miles away. sighs.
I still remember how Diwali was when was a kid. you were all about crackers and sweets. As I grew older your meaning changed it was more than just crackers and sweets, it was about family, friends, laughter, love. I remember how me and my sister used to look at different houses and decide which one had better lighting.
It is a while now ,away from home, in a different city. Getting leaves from office is a task in itself now. Although on Diwali me and my colleagues (Note: I call them colleagues not friends) meet up and party. But Diwali I still miss the way we celebrated you at home.
Yours,
A person in his 20’s alone in a new city.