Here I sit with a mug of coffee kept aside and looking at the social life of everyone around me. It drenches me inside to look at the happy faces, to look that nobody’s concerned about your presence, everyone and everything around you will keep moving. A tear rolled down , asking me, “existential crisis? Aain? ” I sipped down my coffee while wondering if it was actually existential crisis. In hurry I got up from my bed and sat on my window pane letting the cool breeze sink in me, Yes , I FELT ALIVE. I asked myself , What was I looking around ? Happy faces with sad relationship stories or happy faces with border line depression? I convinced my mind to not be fooled by this virtual world , But my heart went on a different chapter. My mind was in discovering where I actually belong ? In discovering my true identity and existence wherein, My heart wanted to HUSTLE and my soul , With every blow of wind found its true meaning of life.
– Hiteksha Bhagat
Globetrotter 