8 months ago
Trekking through multiple degrees with a rucksack full of handwritten notes, case studies with anonymous names, alphabets changing meaning since the arrival of the DSM 5, I transited from EDM to jazz and concert tickets to grocery bills.
With sweat stains giving an ode to the Rorschach inkblots, I decided to climb another mountain knowing I hadn't reached the peak just yet. Mumbai.
Mumbai, better known as the city of dreams, has sheltered me for the past 6 months, tutoring me to understand the authentic meaning of empathy and altruism, outside mere textbooks I've been rote learning all through my academic years.
As I browse through faces and seashores, I'm trying to remind myself of the joy I felt when I captured a fleeting moment in the day, a step closer to breaking this elongated hiatus. Here's to another attempt at sprinkling in little bits of my own escapades in 2019. With a bit of skepticism and a dubious smile, I muster the courage to type 'Stay tuned'