I woke up feeling crappy. I slept as I tried to do some meditation (I have never been able to concentrate).
Though I started work feeling bad, the whole day remained good. I did have few bouts of sadness but not as bad as it used to be.
For a change I didn't close my eyes on train as I returned home today, I looked at the world outside the train as I completed my journey back home to see what I had missed all these days (almost a year now). I hadn't missed much. The world outside was not different than the world I had witnessed, the beauty is not outside but it is within and I do not have that beauty within. I only have battered memories, too much bruised and painful.
At home I was silent, no words exchanged.
I hope good days will be back again.
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