I woke up feeling unusually happy,
But my eyesight slightly blur.
Walked towards my study table,
Picking up my books,
I looked at them longingly.
Beautiful prose in untidy handwriting,
Quick illustrations and shabby notes.
Walked back to the window sill,
Sprayed water on my potted plant,
Inhaled the beauty of the world outside.
I turned to the wall beside my window and
Ran my hand over my medal collections.
I ran quickly across the room excited
At the sight of my beautiful wall paintings.
Mesmerized by the beauty, I slowly drifted
Humming the lines of the song playing on my player.
I stared long at the family photo in my wallet,
How much I missed them between the four walls here.
The door suddenly opened and came in my friend,
“Hi Natasha”, I said, but
She shrieked and ran back!
