October

End of October has always been a poignant affair.

Durga Pujo would be over, the lights being taken off at Ekadoshi would sink my heart, the subtle wintery wind would start their appearance, the evenings will be quicker, the nights will be longer, the last day would be sadder.

This year is no different. Dreading the future like never before. Judging myself like never before.

Also, Shubho Bijoya!

Bhalo thakben, bhalo rakhte jotoi akkhom hon r ki

 

In a parallel world, I would be still in the hangover of Mahalaya, doing my last-minute cosmetic shopping and Maa would be complaining about everything today.
In real world, I finished the last dose of Hydroxychloroquine and ate an obscene amount of all things Vitamin C.
Sailing through.
Breathing through, with difficulty or not.
So far so good.
Not complaining. So not complaining.

Celeb Feels! :"D

Here

 

Count your blessings when the wind paces up, right before a long weekend.
You breathe it all in at the end of an endless scrum board finish, calls to take, people to help and meetings to plan.
You BREATHE!

Except when your chest pains and you anticipate why.
Okrightbye.