Hey…
I hope all of you are doing well…
First,
I am really sorry for not uploading a day before,
there were some things bothering that has to be taken care of,
plus,
I submitted two of my works to a competition,
and was busy as the deadline was until last night,
so most of my time was spent on writing,
completing,
editing something whenever I went back to check those drafts…
But,
I’m back here,
and this is one such place,
that will be my go-to,
because the freedom of expression I feel here,
its unmatched,
maybe because this is something that I was meant to do forever…
Coming back to the day’s prompt,
“Do I have any collection…?”
YES,
I do have collection(s),
but,
most of them are stored in a haphazard way,
not in a proper way whatsoever…
One of such is a collection of bottles,
this started as a dream,
in which I had a cabinet full of liquor bottles,
from the places that I haven’t even been,
but,
the bottle of that region was in my cabinet,
some of them were gifted,
some were bought by me on a special occasion,
some to remember the good times spent with those who are close to me,
all in,
the process of achieving a perfect collection still has a long way to go,
but,
it feels good to know that I have started something that I saw in my dreams with an intention of achieving a preset goal…
Other one is a collection of my writing/ideas that I jot down,
they are stored in a more random way then how a child leaves his toys in the drawing room,
an idea here,
and while penning this one down,
another one comes and takes over this mind,
so,
I open another tab,
in my mind also in my notes app to pen that down…
These are my two collections that I own and have owned with pride (second one),
but,
everyone needs to have something like a normal state,
Amongst all the chaos in the world right…?
Hence the word collection…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍

a lone road,
a path that has to be traveled,
and a path that has been covered…
With no such help,
no such thing called assistance,
all that happens,
happens to you only,
and you are the only sufferer,
and gainer,
in the process…
It often feels that you’re alone,
you’re the only one who feels this way,
but,
in the same boat,
G0d knows how many are,
maybe looking for a right word,
maybe a right prose,
a better suiting rhyme scheme,
or even a better title…
Aren’t we all connected yet,
all alone…?


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