Another Wednesday but Different

You had so much in you, so much life,

But yet, Somehow the world managed to take it from you.

The world had numbed you.

Made you stop feeling whatever you were feeling.

And each length of time felt like just another lazy late afternoon,

And each day felt like just another Wednesday of a very common week,

And each week felt like a deja vu wearing a different shirt,

And each month felt like a rerun on a screen you couldn't turn off,

Scripted, silent and somehow still exhausting,

And somewhere along the blur, You forgot what you looked like when you smiled for no reason.

But as time passed you learnt to live.

I don't know what day it was,

It surely must have been another Wednesday,

If only i could remember the day.

The moment i started breathing as soon as i saw the first rays of the sun hit my face in the morning,

The moment silence around me felt light, lighter than when i pick up my dumbbells,

It had surely been long.

The day i started adding ginger to my tea again,

When the sky wasn't a color, it was there,

Looking at me, talking to me, living with me

When the day the mirror held my gaze for more than just a few seconds.

I clearly remember, there wasn't a trumpet, nor was there thunder,

No sudden light too,

Just a quiet accidental jazz track,

Playing in the background.

As i lifted myself up to get closer to where the music was playing from,

I began to realize,

The music was there all along,

I just forgot to put on my headphones.