An Epiphany

In the last few months, 

My days have gone from notoriously busy to absolutely snail-slow 

I used to have a life that derived pleasure from ticking my to-do lists and competing against the world, to win the race of life.

When I look back, I see a life that ran its course without ever asking for my permission

Now, life does happen, but it holds my hand and nudges me to join it

All I now wish is to live and live better than yesterday

When I look up from the painting that I drew an hour ago,

I somehow feel closer to myself than ever

I still have goals

I still have dreams

But they are now mine entirely

We are living in the historical year of 2020

A year of shock, pain, death, anxiety

Yet a year of revolt, introspection, hope, togetherness

A year that nature destroyed yet rejuvenated in unimaginable magnitudes.

And all I feel about these last few months can be summed up in the quote by Haruki Murakami:

"Once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

Poem and Photos by - Niharika Suri

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