Life in Blues...

There was a time when I used to love mornings and everything about it; morning coffee, the smell of fresh air coming through the windows, the will to start a new day with immense possibilities and so on! But as time went by, mornings became solitary, a sense of foreboding set in; caffeine became the only thing that could get me out from the bed and work became the agenda of the day! I would hardly notice the breeze coming through the window anymore. Although everything was perfect, just what I wanted, I still felt something was missing like a piece from a puzzle...

As I immersed myself in my daily drudgery, hoping that I ignore the missing piece or pretend that there was nothing amiss, my life took special efforts to just drown me in its infinite void. Work was pretty much the same, new teammates were to be trained in the process of our application. Some were nice, some were cordial and one was distinct. I say distinct because he felt like a breath of fresh air in my mundane life. He was fun, an outrageous flirt and a downright fool! There was something about him which drew me to him... He had a way with words. And he had a way with me!

As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months, he became a necessity, a need from a want. You see I was trying to make him the “missing” piece in my puzzle. I was trying too hard and I was trying too soon! I was drowning and he pulled me up as a good Samaritan and that became his only mistake. For I was taken by him, he added colors

to my life. And I thought to myself, I cannot be falling for him... I have been here before... I have felt this before... And I have trusted someone with my heart before and I was not about to do it again.

I was walking in circles again. My heart was feeding me the same shit again. And my brain was growing helpless again. I was alone and lonely, there is a difference between the two as I have been told.

What do I say about love that has not been said before?

You go down the rabbit hole and disappear into the darkness coz you have faith that someone would pull you out from there. What if there is no one at the other end to pull you out? What if the hole is a bottomless abyss? And you are just falling and falling into nothing!!!

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