Solacing Yob of her's

Let us meet again

It's just an another day. We have to rush in this world to have a successful and fulfilled life. Getting all things done, I'm on my way to office. The traffic is hectic, with cars honking and buses jostling for space on the roads. As I navigate through the chaos, my mind races with thoughts of the day ahead.

Arriving at the office building, I step out of my car and take a deep breath. The bustling atmosphere of the city engulfs me, as people rush past, absorbed in their own tasks and goals. I join the flow, walking briskly towards the entrance, determined to make the most of the day.Inside the office, the energy is palpable. Colleagues chat, phones ring, and the sound of keyboards fills the air. I settle into my workspace, sipping on a cup of steaming coffee, my trusted companion for the busy mornings.

The day unfolds with a flurry of meetings, emails, and deadlines. Time seems to slip through my fingers as I dive into projects, brainstorm ideas, and collaborate with my team. It's a constant juggling act, balancing priorities and striving for productivity.

Amidst the busyness, I steal moments of focus and clarity. I pause to reflect, gather my thoughts, and strategize. It's essential to find pockets of calm amidst the chaos, allowing my mind to recharge and refocus.

Lunchtime arrives, and I join my colleagues in the bustling cafeteria. We share laughter, stories, and occasional work-related discussions. It's a chance to connect, recharge, and gain a fresh perspective.

Back at my desk, the afternoon stretches ahead, filled with tasks and challenges. The rhythm of the office hums around me, and I immerse myself in the work. Time becomes a blur as I strive to meet deadlines and deliver results.

As the day winds down, I glance at the clock and realize how quickly the hours have passed. It's a reminder of the fleeting nature of time and the importance of making every moment count. I wrap up my tasks, tidy my workspace, and prepare for the next day.

Leaving the office, I step out into the city once again. The hustle and bustle continue, but there's a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Despite the challenges and demands, I know that I've made progress, contributed to the team, and moved closer to my goals.

I have reached home early than ever today, it's still 9PM. It's filled with silence, the air which has wandered around the house has hit me as soon as I opened the entrance door, that's the only welcome I receive everyday. Quickly I have kept my bag at the same place beside the study table, and after freshening up I have got into my new found obsession, beige soft sofa, a wave of comfort washed over me. 

I took my  mobile and saw the missed calls from my family. My family stays apart from me, don't know why but from childhood I didn't receive the love I craved for. I'm not sure if I desired for more or they never showed their love. 

But somehow I manage to talk with them even after all the struggles I face every day. The call went around like 1 to 2 minutes. 

After my mom's death in the pandemic time, I was left alone with my dad. Even he is depressed as me. So, daily a word with him makes me feel good. The remaining family all are weird and I don't get their terms and conditions to be a family.

I loved my mom so much that after her I left my hope to love anyone. With her thoughts I went to bed. This is my daily routine. My life seems the same everyday. Nights are beautiful for me because that's the only time which makes me reach out my beloved persons.

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"I can talk to you how much ever I want, but you never let me talk first Divya" mom  complained again.

"No, mom. Please listen to me. Today the day was okay but while going to office I saw something, I need to tell you." I pleaded mom

Looking at me my mom laughed and asked me to continue.

"A man didn't put proper chappal to his foot, for one he put red and for another he put blue. Also helmet he wore a ladies one." I told and laughed.

"Is it? Poor guy, he might be in hurry." mom said after stopping laughing along with me.

"Yes mom, he is hurry, he strike a car and left without looking back, that guy is so dangerous."  I told with all my enthusiasm. My mom saw me and I feel her  eyes are looking for details of mine. After a good two mins, "Divya, you are not eating much now a days, that can harm your health, please don't ignore your meals." The last lines turned out to be warning than a suggestion. Silently, I have nodded my head as okay.

Mothers are mothers. 

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I woke up to the sunlight beaming in my room. My room is beautiful one. I like it the way because from window the raising sun light will hit the ceiling which fills my entire room with light.

I rubbed my eyes to adjust with that light and open my eyes to see the portray of mine and mom, which we both liked a lot. 

"let us meet again, mom" saying this again I have started my day.