The day of joy, devotion and worship sets the stage of yearly chaos, fights and exchange of sharp barbs. It has always been the day of tears for me. Couldn't have a single festive moment without been been hurt.
Prayers for peace, happiness, and prosperity.
May that's why I feel like an outsider in the room full of loved ones. And not gelling with the one upstairs.
Although I always wish for others wishes to be fulfilled.
This time I wished sincerely for my inner desire to come true. The day it comes I'll be at peace. Truly because for an Outsider looking into feels like a glass wall that separate them from others.
I belong nowhere just third wheeling through life.
