People have been penning down their experiences of this year and when I think of it, what I adore the most about these exceptionally strange past 8-10 months is how much we have learned to value simple things in life. If you missed out on some material joys, you did gain perspective, tolerance, acceptance and more than anything, gratitude for having been through it all. In the silhouette of this superficial cosmos, don’t we wish for a simpler world, unfiltered conversations and raw emotions? If nothing else, this year definitely made us look forward to more meaningful and less fabricated goals.

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With every gloomy day, I delve more and more into darkness, it has something comforting which no brightness can give.

I look deeper into my thoughts and provocations, realising, all I can do is pretend and live.

Music and words are unparalleled escape,
But how do I run away from myself? How do I confront my musings and be assertive?

I have stopped finding reasons for things to be different. For, all I can do is exist and believe.

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If there's something I can never stop adoring, it is the sky,
When there's nothing to be excited about, the sky is the only thing that stands by.

Something, which itself is scattered, yet symbolizes eternity,
It will forever be the source of my divinity.

Unlike humans it's even prettier when the sky changes its colour,
It might remind you of your one staunch lover.

Along with stars, moon and sun,
There is place in the air for my whimsical thoughts and everything on the run.

The sky will forever be my best escape,
For I'll always be the girl who believes that the sky is awake.

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I crave to be a better me,
For I find faults in what I see,

The world reminds me of my flaws and incompetencies,
And it seems like I am looking for the end of the sea,

I want to reach great heights and shine,
But in this pursuit, I don't wanna lose the innocence that is mine.

Maybe I am not as imperfect as I was told,
I just had to believe in myself and be bold,

Some day, I might find solace in the way I am,
Because the real thrill lies in not giving a damn.

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They say life's not a movie, but I keep playing roles, a daughter, a dreamer or a lover,

There is a little shadow of unfiltered me, in all these roles,
I cripple and fall, fumble and crumble,

Disappointment has become a part of life,
But there is no one in whom I can find my respite,

But I end up sneaking deeper into my tunnel of twilight,
For all I know, I can still find my light.

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लाखों का सपना हो तुम मुम्बई,
तुमसे बिना मिले ही एक अजीब सा वास्ता है,

तुमसे मिलने के लिए बेसब्र हूँ मैं,
उम्मीद है जब अपनी मुलाकात होगी,

तुम वही भीड़ और लेहरों के शोर में लीन होगी,
तुम शांत अच्छी नहीं लगती,

पर तुम्हारी ख़ामोशी में ये तूफ़ान और डरावना लगता है,
मेरा इंतज़ार करना मुम्बई,
जब तक अपना ख़याल रखना मुम्बई।

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From every cancelled graduation ceremony, to travel plans and weddings,
A lot has been snatched from us before we knew and it's dreading.

Maybe the world needed a pause,
To reflect on an unprecedented cause.

While craving for a pizza you enjoyed the home cooked food,
While you were dying to go out and enjoy the breeze, you went to your terrace and were glued.

Would you ever admire the small things in life if it was not supposed to be now?
If you still don't see the dazzling beauty of the sky and comfort of your home, I wonder how!

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We are all escapists, suffering from a reality overdose,
Not knowing what our real escape is, we keep chasing different doors.
Fatigued from the same old ire and hassles
There is nothing, I can blissfully tackle.
I want to feel the calmness of the sea, wilderness of mountains,
But how can I? Till I am trapped in reality bound actions.
So I become an escapist, dwell in my momentary paradise,
Everyday that's how I rise.

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You miss someone you're not even attached to,
Your thoughts about this person are such you can't ado,
Inconsequential but not inconsistent,
You can't help but be nonresistant.
What do we call this incognito pain?
And why can't we undo this disdain?

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It's the time to redeem,
For all acts of sabotage and malign.
When humans were wrapped up in oneself,
The nature was at a misfortune by itself.
When you considered the world as your oyster, you took it way more for granted.
For, nature was at loss empty-handed.
Now, when the roads and gardens are devoid of humans,
The nature has time to blossom in all its prudence.
Sit at home and watch the cosmos retrieve
Next time, let the abundance of nature not be misconceived.

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