It happens all around the world.
The busyness of daily life overtaking things which were once a priority.
I come back to this place in the interims of the night, trying to devour on the words that i had let out... the thoughts that once constituted within me... making me.
Everything happening around me is new.
A new outlook at work.
A new special someone.
A new life.
A new niece :)
And, just feeling new.
Everything is feeling special. Just yesterday, i was crazy angry, disliking everything coming my way because changes made me cranky. I was waking late, working late, and getting nothing.
Today, i was traveling in the metro thinking of the things that have been happening no matter how late i am, no matter how hard i am on myself.
The dedication of my dad.
The meticulousness of my mom.
The silliness/ sunshine of my sister.
The easy going friends.
The getting-to-know-better colleagues.
The baby silently growing, grasping everything about this world.
The special friend- the lone light on a dark street.
The changes in my body.
The successes which i overlooked before.
And, when all of this dawned on me, i smiled.
Among the hundreds of faces, i was smiling. It felt good. It felt better.
The sun didn't bother much then. And, neither did the work.
Today is a better day.
A new kind of new.