I have been busy with life, with ideas, with getting my heart broken, with picking up the pieces and dancing with them; i have been busy chasing sunsets and eating street food; i have been busy soaking in the perfect weather for Delhi, as far as i am concerned; i have been busy with braces and toothaches; i have been busy just enjoying the simple pleasures of my life. I enjoy my homely life, it is good.
as i stand in the balcony in the middle of the night, enjoying the coolness of November and reorganising the world order in my head, dwelling on my problems, on slights and injuries real or perceived...who knows...i notice a leaf dried and crunchy hit the ground in few seconds flat and then silence again. no complaints. no tears. it will renew the tree in its new life as part of the compost and that's it.
we take ourselves too seriously sometimes and that's where I have been wrong.
The year is almost over and the dreams which I have now are not the ones I had at the beginning of the year and yet the taste of life is still sweet enough. If anyone is reading this I would like to know how it has been for you. I have made new friends, added new layers to my life and yet I feel no different or do I?
Friendships were tested, relationships were re-negotiated, i discovered my needs and acknowledged my fears. I have fallen back on many fronts but what the heck, such is life and it goes on and that's the way it should be.