JustAnu

  I have got 6 hours before getting off for another city, the task that dragged me out of   my bed this morning, got me ready before stars could have hidden and I had to see the lazy cat stretching themselves after looking at me as if I have disturbed them at their odd hours. I got on the bus from where I live and reached here, town XYZ and after 6 hours I would be leaving for the town ABC as that’s the place I actually need to be at for getting the work done. I got out of the bus on I was boarding and knowing that these are the only few hours I have to look around the place and get some rest and take out the time out from overwhelmingly fast life and to get slow, I first wanted to go grab something for my growling appetite. I entered a narrow street having boards in which the directions of a café were given. I followed the direction and looking at the same logo ahead of me, I entered even narrower, kind of dark corridor which led to stairs having faint yet beautiful lights,...

  My brain now feels like an unstoppable tornado with thoughts swirling in and out about some of the past days’ events. I am unable to reduce the pace it has picked up. The past week was eventful, indeed yet the conversation I had with one of my friends have dominated my thoughts. I feel tired and I mentally note to prepare a coffee as nearly slouch on my chair. It’s a beautiful evening, well to be precise, 4:30 pm on the clock and I have just got free from the mess created by a new job, a new area to live in, a new bunch of people ad new set of responsibility. Till now, I didn’t have to struggle much for whatever I wanted . When it comes to happiness, I have always found myself at the receiving end but now ,with no one close available to me , I guess I need to be at the provider end of happiness first for myself and later for others too. I am hungry, I could hear my stomach growling. Well, it’s too late to call my meal a Lunch and its way too early for it to be called a dinn...

  First Hang-out with Friends. Click. Got an Award. Click. Had once in a life time makeup. Click. Met a long-gone friend. Click. Lost a game. Click. Went on trip with friends. Click. Click. Click.   So many pictures!? I plan to get all the pictures as hard copy and tie them all into strings and only after making sure that each and every detail is well illuminated by the little lights I would be placing at their top, the string of captured memories would have its place across the room's walls.   "I have captured memories of the best times with my best people around" i thought going through each picture over and over again and never ceasing to drown in the feeling of nostalgia and not losing my spirit, I added  "and would continue to do so in the upcoming years."   Its the first time I have moved out to live on my own and not being sure about the other two rooms of the apartment, I, at least, want this room to be the Room of my  Thou...