दिल्ली ------✈️ My Fleeting String

In a fugitive state of mind, I travel to a city known as my own,

From a market of unknown faces,

I keep crossing memories of over a decade,

Thousands of pages keep running at the back of my mind, so many chapters to catch up with,

so many sunrises and sunsets ,

Days of holding hands, 

Those filled with tears and laughter and some silences, that of heartbreaks..

Is it Delhi that is cold, 

or just the feeling of adulthood giving chills?

Never thought that both eyes could see differently, 

that the chambers of the heart could feel multiple emotions at once,

And that Adrenaline would be replaced with words like Anxiety and stress,

With bittersweet memories, with love and loss together,

Life moves on..

What once was a room of two,

Filled with ten,

Is now living, breathing and enjoying a solo company..

And Still, we run in the rat race to win it or to lose it!

That part is still unclear!