In the Rain...

The faintest tap on my brow… the barest feeling of wetness… I looked up out of habit… it was starting to rain.

I found grey clouds gathered miles above my head… blotting out the sultry rays of daylight. I had no idea how they had sneaked up so quietly… stealthily… catching me and the whole city by surprise… on a day that had been so... sunny.

I held out my hand… an action born of habit… and felt a few more of the first tiny droplets fall onto my skin. I brought the hand back… held it up to my eye and saw the designs of the splashes made by the falling water.

Solitude...

To survive… by yourself… all alone… to accept the solitude that has been forced upon you.

Used, by now, to being all alone… you can make it days without regretting your lot in life….

Where in the beginning you had faced so many problems… mostly the lingering sense of melancholy that had been eating you up inside… now… its sting has been blunted and you can ignore it most of the times.

Anniversary...

Ah… anniversaries... The annual commemoration of a past event... both happy and sad ones alike, yet always looked forward to as a day that is… special.

As a twenty year old… still (thankfully) short of the minimum age required to have other events that are celebrated year after year… the anniversaries I celebrate are simple. Parent’s marriage, birthdays… and those occurrences highlighting the teenage years that are just impossible to forget… even if one were inclined to make an effort.