I haven’t seen sunrise so often as I have seen in the last fortnight. Reaching home at 5 am every morning from work and then sitting in the balcony just to see how the sky changes the colours from a dark moonlit sky to a chirpy blue with a lot of white mixed in it. It is hard to look at the sky directly. I guess I am too used to the shades and the tinted glasses of the car. Or rather I am too used to seeing the dark sky where I keep waiting to see the stars.
Yesterday morning I again reached home around 5.30 am and there was chammiya at the gate welcoming me home just as Diana at home would. Chammiya is the street dog I have adopted. She is just too sweet. After meeting her when I walked toward my apartment, there was this morning breeze that welcomed me back to abode. It was nice to know that the breeze, the green hedge and chammiya were happy to have me home. My room always has the traces of my hurried mornings when I am getting late for office. My living room has the traces of the last evening’s episode of FRIENDS that I missed. My housemates must have sat on the beanbags and laughed and adored Joey and Feebe.
I dragged my pink beanbag to the balcony and sat there with a bottle of cold water. Everything around me was so sane and beautiful. Wish life could be the same. No confusions or complications. Just as plain and simple as the blue neat sky, chirpy birds and the breeze.
I have to force myself everyday to leave all this and sleep. And well the newspaper wala helps me to doing that. He is the reason I have to leave the balcony and take refugee in my room from the lechery of this world. And eventually sleep does over power me. What next? Just a repeat of all this!
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End is just the beginning :)
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