Just took a phone call for me to know, I wouldn’t see you ever again.
No. Not really. It struck me much later.
I still have to re-iterate it to myself, there isn’t any room in any house, anywhere in the world where I can find you.
As I would walk into that room, one thing I would be sure of was to find you there.
Not anymore.
Saying not anymore can be painful or liberating. Like it is now for me. I’m in pain and pain-free at the same time.
2023 was more difficult without you. But, I also turned it into one of my most productive years in the recent past. I took up new challenges, started learning new things, went to new places and tested my limits. There was a sort of rush that took over me. As if an impending loss compelled a flurry of tasks demanding my attention.
Whatever it is, I miss you. Beyond words.
But, I also learnt to find you close and say hello to you now and then.
In the absence of a room, somewhere in this world, where I could find you, I’ve fashioned a surrounding that echoes with your essence. We exchange smiles, a simple yet powerful way of assuring each other that we’re both here, present in the moment.
A closer spot 