The Rain drizzling and fading away the view, making it blur for the eyes to see what comes across next.
In the midst of the joy! You look back and remember it was just summer now!
And now here monsoon has arrived.
The honking on the streets have subdued,
The rejection of not finding any public transport is dearly missed.
The argument over, not having any change and deciding who will forge the “change”
Every day was a new day! Yet every day some of the battles were same.
Whether it was what to order today
or whether it was were to begin today?
The frustrations and anxiety to explain the delivery boys the address was the same every day,
Google occasionally on some applications was stubborn to get it accurate.
Some Days – We ate out one meal where we looked at the menu to decide what to eat, unlike the struggle of making a menu every day at home for three meals.
While some filtered and cancelled
the outdoor sound with their earphones, Others got used to the terrific traffic sound that nearly deafened them until they reached their destinations.
The Bumper to Bumper traffic has been out of sight, yet is still in the mind.
The sound of the crowds at crowded places, the fight to squeeze yourself in and find a place is long forgotten.
The sound of the coffee machine pouring out some freshly brewed coffee with some eggs & desserts is occasionally remembered.
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