230819 - New beginnings

Another town, another fresh beginning. The memories of yesterday weighs heavier than the backpack I carry. Everytime, a sense of loss. But never time for grieving. The people I’ve met along the way leaves imprints in my heart. I carry them with me wherever I go; more than the whatsapp number I fail to text. Days like these are tainted with the stains of nostalgia. Yesterday will never be again; that is precisely why we must walk forward. The mountains tower over me in all directions; the activity of city-life keeps going all the same. Here I feel small, insignificant. A perfect place to get lost in study. Who am I, in a place like this? Nobody. Yet the dogs greet me just the same. Hopelessly sanguine their tongue forces me out of my musings - brings me back to that world where cheerfulness is the only currency. In the darkness of night I realize that my tears have left me, only now they fall on the inside. The softness I am cultivating leaves no room for the grasping that takes hold of me. How am I to accept death when even the small goodbyes leaves ripples in my heart? I guess the sadness does not antagonize acceptance. And we are becoming acquainted, sadness and I. A reunion that’s been longed for. Mostly my days are filled with a calm joy, but that is not what writings brings out of me. TAYATHA OM.