In the rising sun
And interrupted
dreams
On cold morning
floors
And running tap
water
In quiet tea
cups
And agonizing
yoga poses
In hurried
breakfasts
And on narrow
winding roads
In incomplete
projects
And stubborn
writer’s block
In heavy lunch
packs
And bad tasting
coffee
In tired drives
back home
And at long
traffic signals
In slow evening dog
walks
And during endless
dinner menu discussions
In the incessant
Whatsapp pings
And on hot
chappathi tawas
Between forced
playtime sessions
And on the
ironing table
In peaceful
green tea cups
And incessant innocent
questions
On the lonely
warm bed
And in the
chilly breeze from the AC…
Squeezing in a
bit of me into every chore
Searching for my
soul in life’s little challenges
Finding me day
after day
Even when I feel
inundated
Realizing that
it gets harder everyday
Yet not wanting
to change a thing
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