Sadness is
watching ‘Anand’. And ‘Mili’*. Sadness is not being able to shop for Durga
Pujo. Thank you Mr. Jaundice. Sadness is the new pimple on the forehead. The
morning before the engagement. Sadness is missing Maa’s chicken stew. Badly.
The same stew which tasted bland and boring while at home. Sadness is thinking
of schooldays. Unsolved X’s. Unfinished games. Undecided winners. Sadness is not
being able to complete the last lap on the jogging track. Watching the fifty
something neighbor surge ahead. The pet Labrador sprinting too. Sadness is the unresolved fight at two in the
morning. Sleepy eyes. Unsleepy souls. Sadness is getting blisters on the feet.
While pandal-hopping with friends. A yearly vocation. Sadness is not reading
enough. Wanting to. Not being able to. Somehow. Sadness is backache. Thanks to
the wretched posture. And the laptop. That pay cheque at the end of the month.
Sadness is looking at the unkempt wardrobe. Two days after the clean-up. Or so
you thought. Sadness is not spotting sparrows in the neighbourhood. Anymore.
Sadness is not solving the daily crossword. Completely. Sadness is not
breathing. Deep enough.
Sadness is not
being able to put up the new post on the blog….
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sadness…happiness… ehem…
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maybe another 'Post' is required, not just a PS ...
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