My Day 1

Today I awoke with a light heart, the weather appears to be lovely, and I have a feeling things will be different. I mustered the guts to get out of bed and tie my hair in a loose bun; however, some of them dropped into my face, which I ignored as usual. I went to my window and pushed my white curtains aside so that sunlight might give me a hug, because it might be the sole one that I get today. The light swept in smoothly and silently, like a cat waiting for food. I took my chai powder and started making my usual chai. I waited for it; sometimes 5 minutes feels like a lifetime😑

I took my chai in my red mug with white dots, opened my flat's balcony door, and began to stare at the infinite sky so that I might spend some time thinking about my days or perhaps the days I wish to live. Between my thoughts and my sky gazing, my glass became colder, losing the ideal temperature at which I prefer to take a sip. But who am I to curse? It was me who delayed my perfect chai sip, I was thinking whether it's the same way that our life works. We sometimes delay our life, and it loses all of its warmth, and we end up with that one hug that I mentioned before. Sometimes we haste and end up burning our tongues. 

Now you know what I think when I drink my chai; do you think I'm an overthinker, or is it okay to think like this? 😅Someone called me an overthinker earlier. Let’s cut to the point: who am I without my thoughts and actions? It's only a name, right?  just Abhaya, but I'm more than just a name, so now you know. Hello, fellow readers. I am ABHAYA, and this is my blog, 'Dandelions by Abhaya'.

And one day, I'll grow a garden full of dandelions and wish on each of them.😌