Maybe we’re supposed to be these people who are constantly broken in an incessant manner. Maybe we’re doomed to be the incomplete ones; the loners and the wanderers. Maybe we’re expected to be exhaustively deploring the shambles of depravity and to keep digging for a little sunshine to escape into the little islands of darkness we’re stranded on. Maybe these islands of solace are an internalising source to the happiness within and maybe the lanterns connecting these islands to one and another will guide me to you. Maybe that’s how it’s meant to be. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll find your light on the other side.
© Rushna Imdad. All rights reserved. Published on April 9, 2017.