Turning 30
Waking up in the lopsided couch of her brother's bachelor pad, which was now a mixed space of a growing toddler. Mira sweeps her bangs out of her face. It has been another restless night of sleep with many more to go. Life has been a riddle to her as new experiences flow in all at once. It feels surreal and fills her with mixed emotions as she had been hoping and praying for some relief from the mundane schedule of repetitive tasks at work and life had thrown her a situation that brought her to the decision of leaving everything behind and following her heart.
Tossing around in sleep, Mira pats her hand around checking her phone -3:30 am, she can't figure out what time zone is she stuck in. Fishing for her phone in the crevices of her makeshift bedding space, she realizes she isn't home. Home has been an evasive dream lately, unsure if Mira wishes to go back to the home she knew or stay in the makeshift space which at present is the only home she got.
Wrestling her way out of her makeshift bed, she gathers the sheets and folds them into a neat pile tucked in a corner. Covering up with cushions to make the couch available for the day. With a suitcase in the hallway and a backpack in the corner, this is her stay for now. The staycation cum couch surfing days are unexpectedly long, but being around family makes it all worth it.
Moving to London after earning her license as a law grad in India, Mira had scored a role with a patent attorney to moonlight as his underling and was working her way to a new life. Who knew, one little tiffle with her manager over leave approval could lead her to making a decision so big that it changes her life so drastically. Kissing lil Falooda goodbye, she rushed to the door with her hair pinned securely. A new dawn, a new day, a new life. . But did it feel good?
Feelings are just feelings, chaos and mayhem caused by a lil floofer of a brain handling and often mis managing the thinking juices. It can make you think and often times even see and believe what is not even there, that's when people go complete cuckoo. Rationalizing all of her feelings and emotions neatly into separate compartments in her head she went ahead with her life. Not the best approach, but is any approach really the best?
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