dear diary

Life on these co-ordinates has never been divinely effortless, always navigating with the illusion of reference point from that elusive and proverbial lighthouse. Nothing lasts forever.

I will likely not remember these days full of ambiguity and ache. These days when showing up for each day becomes difficult. These days when stars seem that much out of reach, these days when not one thing seems to be going right.

I know they are not unique, these moments of stress and financial strain. I know these days will pass, and I will look back, suddenly much older than I am, with a heart full of longing for the sweet scent of these days.

These times - even when they are hard but we shall wade through and come out sun-soaked. And, in no time, we shall sit with our chai in our mugs and talk about this, we would all of have learnt something together, grown up together!
 


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1 comment:

Sojourner said...

roots are roots... aren't they?

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