A
huge – ass universe. Billions of never ending galaxies. Countless
stars and planets.
Our
Earth is minuscule speck on this vast canvas, and I am a minuscule
speck on this earth.
She
wonders in awe of the vastness of this universe, or in the beauty of
life and death. She wonders of the fine balance that nature strikes
to keep countless organisms alive and flourishing. She wonders about
the unknown dimensions, and the unexplained.
But
most of the time, she wonders about her work, her bleak-futured
personal life with her lovely husband.
Meet
Syra, the 27 year old, in search for her calling, in search for
happiness.
She
woke up like she usually does. Cosy in her blanket, she stretched and
then hugged herself back. Delhi's December chill was her favourite.
She waits for this weather the entire year. Cold isn't fun in London,
where she spends major part of the year. The house is heated and
spoils this fun of cosying in the blankets.
She
opens her eyes very slowly, not wanting to let the sleepiness go.
From her eye-slits, she finds her husband looking at his laptop, with
his head phones plugged in. At almost the same moment, he sensed that
she had woken up. He instantly put his laptop aside and took her in a
tight hug, just in time to stop her from getting cranky. He knew her
well, especially her morning moodiness, and how to deal with it.
“What
did you dream of today?” He whispered in her ears.
“mm-mm”
was all she could reply.
He
did not push, and just patiently held her while she took her
morning-right-after-waking-nap.
“You
know what I dreamt of today?” she asked him sleepily after fifteen
minutes
“Tell
me”
“I
was chasing a lot of balloons. Huge balloons. It was fun”
“What
colour were the balloons?”
“A
lot of different colours I think. But I wouldn't know. Maybe my dream
was in black and white. You know, because I am an old soul”
They
giggled and hugged. Soon it would be brunch time. Their kitchen as a
record saw no breakfast on any weekend. Their parents had given up on
giving them health and early-to-bed-early-to-rise advice. When they
were with each other, nothing registered in their heads.
Her
existential crisis would strike her only when she was not with him.
She was always on a different high when with him.
