Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
I woke up to bad news today,
I slept with my head spinning, when the world and my cozy little cocoon, both shattered.
I saw the disclaimer on the Instagram story.
Yet, I choose to watch it.
I twisted and turned in my bed, my last alarm rang. I had to leave or I'd be late for work.
I drag myself to the shower, the drops of water started dripping, my shoulder getting drenched. Drop by drop. Like people falling off an airplane
I came out, wore my cutest shirt, a gift from a rather someone. My eyes went moist. I picked up my hairbrush, hoping to brush more than my hair.
I packed my lunch box, made a face when there was upma for breakfast, ate cold cornflakes watching something funny on Netflix.
I rush to office, take my laptop out. The charger that'll sustain the day. My red thermal coffee flask with the black coffee for the day, the blue book and a pen I borrowed from someone.
I sit down, let out a sigh, and switched on my laptop to an array of emails to reply to.
Why are people working beyond work hours I wondered, maybe I should too, I thought for a second.
The sticky notes on my laptop reminded me of my two other jobs, with broken earphones, the day drifted without music to shush my thoughts. Someone passes the hallway wearing the same perfume that a boy I knew wears. Shattered promises, lucid dreams fake smiles and bike rides all rushed to my head.
In a rather larger, emptier office I started communicating to innamimate things and cleared the notifications of burning forests, dying animals and women in veils.
I haven't been able to eat. I haven't been able to sleep. My head questioning everything everyone did.
While I've come back to my rather comfortable room, cold milk, gazal songs and some cigarettes I move time to another day for some better food and strong coffee.
My phone beeps, i slide the notification and lie down on an empty terrace with sounds of traffic, a dog barking on the corner of the street and a thousand thoughts.
What if?!
What if i meet you again? or we meet again? Maybe on a gloomy day you are travelling in a bus and i get up and we see each other and suppose i don't recognize you, will you come to me and say "hey! umm- how are you? Are you able to recall me?"
or
what if i see you roaming around with your friends during Durga Pujo and i pass by and we make eye contact? will you stop and come to me saying, "long time no see? how are you?"
or
what if we crash into each other and our belongings fall from our hands and we help each other pick them up? will you look into my eyes are say, "are you by any chance, hiya?"
or
what if we are watching a movie in the same theatre sitting beside each other unaware of our presence and when the lights turn on during the interval you see me and i don't? will you call me?
or
you will just do nothing? will you just look at me and move away? will you just pass with your friends? will you just pick up my belongings and go away? or you will just look and me and ignore?
i don't know!