Pink Laddoos
As I sit in my new favourite corner and watch the wind and the rain outside, I wonder. About the future. About change.
A gust of wind.
A slow breeze.
Some rain.
Some tears.
Some snow.
Some time.
Eternity.
Love.
Change.
Constant.
Tradition.
More change.
Night.
Then day.
Happy.
Then sad.
Good.
Then bad.
More good.
Kisses.
You.
For you.
Whatever.
Us.
Forever.
'?'
Its been a long time since I've been here. Life has suddenly picked up pace somehow. Moving. Settling down. And now, just counting down.
P is excited.
Slow down, I tell him.
Coz you're gonna miss this.
You're gonna wish this time hadn't gone by so fast.
Slow down.
Aren't you scared of change?
I am.
Terrified actually, he says.
But what if its a good change?
What if its a wonderful change?
Maybe, I say.
But what if its not?