Waakiye

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  • Advices that help me stay alive…!

    Advices that help me stay alive…!

    What’s the most profound piece of advice you’ve been given? Did you take it?

    30/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey..

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After a while exploring this app I found that the app on the phone or mobile repeats the prompts that happen last year…!

    And after installing this app Jetpack on my tablet it shows new prompts that I haven’t answered before,
    so,
    here I am answering those prompts who haven’t been answered by me yet…!

    Something about my life first;

    It feels like it has been a while since I’ve talked about my life my relationship or my feelings…!

    And,

    now that I’ve found a source to talk about things I like and an untapped source of prompts I think I can talk more about my mindset or my thinking…!

    A concept that I want to bring out;

    Men and their timid little minds telling them that the person is wrong or bad if he doesn’t wish him on their birthday at 12 in the morning…!

    I’ve delt with people like this who get mad if we don’t wish them at midnight and it affects them more than anything;

    I’ve had my chances too and I wish people by calling them at midnight and if they’re busy I drop a message and wish them,
    but,
    expecting “someone” to remember and wish them is impossible for others…!

    But,

    not if you have it saved on google calendar,
    as the message comes a day before or even a week before which you can always tweak while setting it up…!

    (khair…)

    Childlike behaviour is seen everywhere and that is what makes us different from each other…!

    Coming back to the prompt…!

    Most profound piece of advice that came my way

    If you’re living here in India,
    people think it’s their birthright to give you advice on things that happen around you or will happen in the near future…!

    But,
    something that these so called people don’t understand is,
    if the person they’re giving advice to values their words or not…!

    So most of the time,
    I feel the people who advice without asking are barking up the wrong tree as they choose to ignore it most of the time…!

    For me-

    I’ve been advised a whole lot by those who are my people and those who I consider stranger too;

    But,

    I’ve taken each and every advise given to me by my elders and those who I trust and know from a long time…!

    One of the best advice given to me was by my father;

    He told me to keep my head down,
    work hard in any field that I choose for myself,
    and,
    let your hardwork make you shine…!

    Even if it was something like following his footsteps into a business that he built and keeping it alive and running even after he’s long gone…!

    He taught me to never give up on those who were there with me when I had nothing and when you have something they will come to you as a test and when you have the world,
    it’s you who has to bring them up to a point where they can stand equal to you…!

    Never let anyone whom you ate with fall off;
    and beg infront of you..!

    If you fall,
    And they don’t come for your rescue,
    all they did was show you who they were,
    and the moments that you spent together became a part of your life where you can remember them as a happy part of your life where things were simple and they meant who they were,
    until other aspects like money and fame were involved…!

    A vision from my eyes to yours..!

    And,
    that is how I’ve been living life by forming my views and ideas based on advice I was given by my elders;

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A little coffin

    A little coffin

    Stillborn,
    our kid was,
    Born a month and a half earlier due to complications,
    This was third time I was not able to bring our baby into this world…!


    Suddenly all her movements stopped,
    her kicking too and by the time we reached the hospital and I was on the Operating table,
    the worse had already happened…!


    They brought her out by operating on my body and reopening the same incision that had healed now,
    under anaesthesia I was able to see as they pulled her out and she had no movement or cries;

    A smack on the butt didn’t work and they moved her to NICU;

    After cleaning me up and suturing me they told me to take rest,
    but,
    I was worried about her…!

    After a few hours I woke up and I heard nothing about her,
    all I saw was my husband worried and horrified…!

    I feared worst,
    and that fear came true;

    No lub-dub,
    no cries,
    no one to call our own;

    After spending a few days in the hospital,
    I returned home and asked him,
    how was she,
    and where did you take her…?

    He told me she was absolutely gorgeous,
    and,
    she had your eyes,
    a mix of our face leaning towards your feminine tendencies,
    and,
    She was a little underweight,
    but,
    other than that she was well…!

    We both cried as he described,
    what our baby looked like;

    Within an hour doctors declared,
    and handed her to him,
    and told him there was nothing more they could do…!

    He took her to our home,
    showed her all the pictures that we had together,
    and he told her,
    how much your mom would have loved to pamper you…!

    After which,
    we went to the cemetery,
    and bought a little coffin,
    and asked the support staff to prepare the area;

    As he sat there with her,
    staring at what would be the last time he’d see her,
    the hymns rung around us,
    and he placed her in that little coffin;

    They sealed it shut and guided him towards the place that would carry her name,
    forever;
    As he sat there on the ground,
    right next to where they were about to lower her,
    He stared at that little coffin,
    one last time…!

    As this would be the last time he’d see her here on this world,
    but he knew,
    we both will meet her when we leave these bodies and transcend to a world beyond this one;
    Husbands pov


    She was crying like it was the end of her,
    and it made me cry too,
    and I asked myself;

    Is this all that we have…?
    Sadness and a dying hope of having our own child…?

    I didn’t bring these words to my mouth,
    but,
    kept them within me,
    as,
    it was time to be strong and console her,
    and pull her out of the fear,
    anger and pain that surrounded her…!

    We have to be strong as we have to continue our lives together,
    But,
    moments like these shake us,
    break our spirits and will from the very core…!

    But,

    we have to continue our roles that we have promised,
    and,
    A promise is made to the departed,
    that we will meet again,
    once again…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • What happens when your own desires try to eat you alive?

    You’re sitting there,
    In the comfort of your own room,
    And,
    You find your desires,
    Pushing you…!

    Pushing you in a direction that is opposite of what you wanted to be,
    Telling you to send another message to the person who isn’t good for you,
    Telling you to spend another hour scrolling short videos on the platform that you like,
    Telling you to go on that x rated site and watch more videos just for pleasure,
    Telling you to go out to the club and have a drink with people who are complete strangers and maybe get lucky if things go well;

    That voice warns you not to indulge in such activities and compels you to quit it and pushes you in a right direction;

    But,
    Your overstimulated mind,
    Registers that voice as a noise,
    And cancels it out and pushes you in a direction that is destructive,
    And makes you lose a small piece of yourself every moment you catch yourself after indulging and promise yourself that you won’t,
    And the next morning you break this so called promise you made to yourself;

    Until you find yourself in a pit—
    After breaking countless promises to self,
    You try and look for a way out,
    A source of light,
    But,
    There’s none to be found;

    When you’re surrounded by the choices that made you who you are,
    You look at the way you lived your life,
    Which makes you feel shame,
    sadness and anger at yourself….

    It makes you think  how you had the power to change things,
    But,
    You didn’t,
    You just went with the flow and did what people around you did;

    And,
    When you look at them,
    You feel like they aren’t affected by this;

    This rise of consciousness from within,
    And it makes you question,
    Are they conscious or still lying to themselves…?

    A dim voice answers from within,

    Those people are running a facade that isn’t visible to the naked eye,
    But,
    They are dying ever so little,
    Their indulgence is killing them ever so slightly,
    Their dependence on this world and its pleasures with their constant interaction with the factors that shape their life,
    Makes them lose their sense each time they choose something that isn’t right,
    Or,
    When the realisation hits;


    The voice that is just and wants you to be normal dimming with each act that is against your moral will,
    Until it fades away,
    Leaving you alone,

    All alone…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Finding ourselves back into the pre-internet era

    Do you remember life before the internet?

    27/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey..

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    Yes I’ve been doing much better now,
    the pain in my neck and shoulder has decreased drastically thanks to the physiotherapy and a wonderful person who happily allowed me to get a session the very first day;

    Other than that life has been a smooth sail even if the weather has gotten a lot choppy;

    I mean that both by a real sense and a sense of humour too;

    The weather has taken the souls out of our body and makes us wonder what we did to deserve it,
    but,
    none of us cared when we polluted the atmosphere;
    and,
    when it’s time to face consequences for our actions, we rush to comfort ourselves in Air conditioning or buying clothes that are cool even if they are on the expensive side;

    Instead of autos we have started to take air conditioned cabs which help us fight this heat;

    And carrying a bottle of water or glucose or ORS has been a mandate,

    if we don’t want to suffer heat stroke;

    Coming back to the prompt

    A Life before the internet

    I remember,
    I really do,
    we used to play like we were animals when we were little kids without even a single thought of care in the world;

    When we used to go to our Nani’s house during summer vacation,

    we used to create so much chaos that it was impossible for our parents to control us;

    Well before internet came and made us dwell into our homes like a caged animal in the zoo,
    we used to be of free spirit,
    we used to run around, play with our friends who lived in our vicinity and return home later in the evening,
    And catch an earful from our parents to stay home and study…!

    But,

    none of that mattered to us,

    we were free from anything that bound us home;

    I remember going to cinema to watch movies which used to repeatedly be played for a span of months,

    But,

    that culture has died due to Netflix and other streaming services;

    we used to wait in lines to buy popcorn and and when it was intermission we used to buy food like burgers and a set of drinks…!

    They used to cost more back then too,
    but now they cost an arm and a leg
    maybe the whole left side of the body…! 😂

    but,
    those times are impossible to get back to..!

    Another one of the things that has changed are family dinners;

    Which something even I do;

    Earlier we used to sit together at the dining table and eat together as a family;

    But,
    that routine,
    that time,
    and,
    that moment has faded a long time ago…!

    Even I don’t sit at the dining table anymore,
    which breaks the family even more,

    We sit in our separate rooms munching on our food,
    while scrolling our phones or watching tv or these streaming sites on our laptop or tablet…!

    How far have we come from what we were,
    what was our norm,
    now, that loneliness has become our norm where we eat all alone away from people who we consider our family;

    Sometimes we don’t even have the time to check up on our loved ones…!

    I wish there was a switch that I could press and take ourselves back to the pre internet era where we lived and enjoyed each second of our life…!

    To an era of love and free will

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • You ask G0d for change in your life, But are you ready to welcome it…?

    You ask G0d for change in your life, But are you ready to welcome it…?

    But,
    Isn’t all of this pre-decided…?

    Aren’t we living in a world where each action is predetermined…?
    and it’s playing according to what is already written..!

    We ask,
    Ask that stone figurine,
    Ask that book,
    Ask prophets and religious scholars——
    His will;

    And,
    All we get in return of our questions,
    Our deep profound questions that make this life feel like a lost cause are answers that we already know——


    It’s according to their will and nothing will betray it,
    and,
    the number of breaths that are written in your fate,
    you will breathe them-
    no more than that and no less than that…!

    The more they talk about it in circles,
    the less credible they feel;
    ————
    A scenario that happened in real life


    Once a person asked me who am I to challenge the word of G0d and not believe in everything that is told to me by my elders and preachers;

    A question that has A simple answer,
    which would hurt him;

    But,
    on telling him that,
    “I’ve reached an age where I can question things and form my own thoughts and opinions about them,
    and I need no support to have my own system that helps me transverse this world;

    but,
    there are instances where I get stuck and I need answers,
    that’s why I seek these religious believers who have devoted their lives to a spiritual being,
    for these questions…!”

    What about your parents…
    Don’t they feel ashamed when you question their beliefs…?

    “Again,
    I’ve reached an age where I am able to form my own beliefs and follow what appears true to me and my conscience,
    and,
    if it doesn’t,
    no one has the right to force me into a religious practice that I don’t like…!”

    You're someone who came from Hindu parents and how can you question the religion that you came from…?

    Again,
    it was their duty to assure that I grew up strong and with a will that would help me survive this world,
    and,
    they never questioned anything that I asked them,
    even if it was something about religion;

    I came from them,
    and they happen to practice Hinduism,
    But,
    that doesn’t make me someone who would blindly trust anything that happens around us;

    That’s why I ask such questions,
    and,
    when my questions got away from their scope they told me to ask these questions to people who are at the pinnacle,
    these pandits,
    maulanas,
    paathis and father in a church-

    The questions that I might have…!
    ——

    Anger,
    now visible on their face,
    I decided to move away from them after greeting the pandit,
    and walking back home…!
    I thought to myself was  it G0d’s will that a passerby would arrive and feel anger when I questioned not him but a pandit who was answering my questions because of our he has been for the past couple of years;

    Next day on returning I found that,
    the person who got into a verbal quarrel with me over belief,
    Got into some trouble as he was cheating the customers of their money by rigging his scale and shorting their weight by a few ten grams each time;

    Until a raid was made when he was chanting mantras in a section of his workspace where he made a small temple…!

    A person bought a kilo of sugar and he told one of the employee that it feels light;

    Before he could intervene and press the switch that neutrals the scale,
    it was taken off by officers from
    the department and they found out he could change it from zero to 50 grams;
    After shifting its entire blame on a poor employee instead of him,
    He got away with a warning and the employee was taken away by the officers…!

    The next day as I came across him,
    I asked,
    how did he feel after throwing someone under the bus when he was really the mastermind behind it all…?

    On saying what are you going to do about it,
    I knew he was a person who was religious just to wash away his sins after committing them,
    and,
    didn’t ever thing about not committing them in the first place…!
    Few days later,
    the police shut down his shop,
    after that employee didn’t know how to control that machine and its tweaking;

    He was arrested for cheating numerous customers over a span of a decades and also cancelled the license of the weighing scale shop where he got it modified from…
    A tale that I tell to people who show off their religion and boast about it,
    but,
    in their shadow,
    they become someone akin to a thief,
    and cheat the same people they sit with and chant with and eat food with in the home of G0d…!

    I do have some more questions that I need to ask him,
    but,
    I’m waiting for some sort of transformation to happen on its own…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • what happens when your own desires try to eat you alive?

    what happens when your own desires try to eat you alive?

    You’re sitting there,
    In the comfort of your own room,
    And,
    You find your desires,
    Telling you…!

    Pushing you—
    forcing you in a direction that is opposite of what you wanted to be;

    Telling you to send another message to the person who isn’t good for you,

    Telling you to spend another hour scrolling short videos on the platform that you don’t like anymore but it still gives you dopamine,

    Telling you to go on that x rated site and watch more videos just for pleasure,

    Telling you to go out to the club and have a drink with people who are complete strangers and maybe get lucky if things go well;

    That voice warns you not to indulge in such activities and compels you to quit it and tries to push you in a right direction;

    But,
    Your overstimulated mind,
    Registers that voice as a noise;

    Cancelling it out and pushing you in a direction that is destructive,
    And makes you lose a small piece of yourself every moment you catch yourself after indulging and promise yourself that you won’t;

    The next day you break this so called promise you made to yourself;

    Until you find yourself in a pit,
    After breaking countless promises to self,
    You try and look for a way out,
    A source of light,
    But,
    There’s none to be found;

    When you’re surrounded by the choices that made you who you are,
    You look at the way you lived your life,
    Which makes you feel shame,
    sadness and anger at yourself;


    You think about,
    how you had the power to change things,
    But,
    You didn’t,
    You just went with the flow and did what people around you did;

    And,
    When you look at them,
    You feel like they aren’t affected by this;

    This consciousness that comes from within;

    And it makes you question,
    Are they conscious or still lying to themselves…?


    A dim voice answers from within-

    The facade that those people are running aren’t visible to the naked eye,
    But,
    They are dying ever so little;

    Their indulgence is killing them ever so slightly;

    Their dependence on this world and its pleasures with their constant interaction with the factors that shape their life makes them lose their sense each time they choose something that isn’t true according to their voice;


    The voice that is just,
    And seeks your wellness feels useless when your mind forces you to act against it;

    After a long time,
    The tone of the voice dims with each act that forces your conscience to die ever so little,
    Until it fades away;

    And,
    you can’t get a grasp on what is right or wrong after that,
    forcing an erratic behavior that isn’t in anyone’s control…!

    Your -self eroded by choices that are far from normal and keep you hooked on;

    Hooked on these desires that make you feel happy for short bursts then it returns to normal;
    forcing you to chase the next high…!

    Beware…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking

    Ostracised out of my family because of my husband’s drinking

    (Part-4)

    He went away for a while,
    as I sat there on the kitchen floor sobbing,
    the pain was surging yet again in my head, my right arm and calf…!

    On opening my eyes,
    I saw a bunch of long black hair with a few white streaks thrown on the floor,
    And I thought to myself,
    “Is that my…?”

    This drunk guy pulled me so hard that he uprooted my hair and threw them in the kitchen next to me..!

    I started to cry again,
    Pain increased as soon as I started to think about what he did and in what place life brought me…!

    He was back again infront of me,
    towering over me looking at me like I was his punching bag;
    and,
    he asked me in a very rough tone,
    “Where is my food…?”

    Without saying much,
    I thought,
    if I were to cry again and not reply he would surely hit me again,
    so,
    I mustered some courage and tried to stand up,
    but,
    my leg felt weak and I couldn’t put any load on my right leg where he hit me…!

    After a couple tries without taking any support,
    I grabbed the kitchen slab and stood on it putting all of my body weight on the left leg,
    After a while,
    I stood on my left feet,
    dragged myself towards the water purifier mounted on the wall,
    under it was a metal glass and I filled it with water,
    which I placed in-front of the kitchen slab where he stood,
    before I could say,
    “I will prepare the food shortly——“

    He threw that glass in the sink by literally punching it,
    and he grabbed my neck,
    and pushed me on the other side of the kitchen next to the gas stove and cabinets,
    before he could push me any further,
    I mustered the remaining strength that I had and climbed on the kitchen counter that made him lose his balance and tumble on the floor…!

    After which he passed out cold;

    I stared at him,
    stared at his body that appeared lifeless,
    He laid there on the Kitchen floor,
    Just like I did when he pulled me from the bed…!

    I stared at him,
    I wanted to kick him,
    but,
    I didn’t,
    wouldn't that make me the same as him…?
    I thought to myself…!

    As I stared at him,
    I looked at the pile of cash that was coming out of his pant pocket,
    I pulled it out and counted;

    He had used 3000/- rupees,
    drank so much alcohol that he reeked of it and didn’t eat so that he could get most out of the alcohol…!

    As I stared at him,
    I thought to myself,
    where did life bring me and what I should do next…!

    A daughter on the verge of exploding thinks what she should do as she stares at her abusive husband lay there in the kitchen passed out from drinking too much…!

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Being rich at heart…

    What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

    22/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    After a few rounds of physiotherapy, multivitamins and restricting my movements,
    There is some relief in the pain in my neck;

    Which will extend well into the next week and I hope by the time I’m done I can get my movement back and there is no more pain in my neck after I’m done here…!

    Other than that;

    Delhi’s heat has taken a toll on all of us here,
    You cannot think of stepping out in even as early as 11 in the morning because it gets extremely hot;

    So hot that even the cats that came to eat food at our business premises have refused to,
    even if they might have refused to come outside during the day,
    I still put food in a tray next to a small bowl of water before leaving at night…!

    And to my surprise both the bowl and tray are empty in the morning which makes me happy,
    Even if it’s the street dog that eats it;

    Maybe I’ll start putting it on the ledge where cats can sit and eat easily…!

    Something I’ll try this evening…!

    Coming back to the prompt

    Legacy I want to leave behind…

    This question right here is a broad one and in essence it asks us a simple question;

    How do you want people to remember you by…?

    I want people to think I was a good person and someone who helped everyone to the max….

    The monetary and other things come later when you skip the human nature and in essence when you overlook the type of person…!

    When you look at it from a perspective that praises money earned or the wealth collected by pushing other under the bus;

    it becomes evident that we are looking at the wrong thing and which only praises the class that a person belongs to and how much money he has…!

    Before being a person who was rich money wise;

    I’d be happy if I were a person who would be associated with a rich heart and someone who would look after others…!

    Considering the aspect of writing and bringing to all of the people the perspective that are visible yet hidden from their eyes would be something that I’d like to be associated with;

    Because this writing and thinking about things have made me who I am today and I hope I can carry this forward;

    Until I can…!

    A legacy known for helping others and bringing perspective to life that are otherwise unknown to you;

    Which helps you shape your life and spark change helping you grow…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Broken bones and ruptured muscles…!

    Broken bones and ruptured muscles…!

    Have you ever broken a bone?

    20/05/2026@Waakiye

    Hey…!

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    This will be a late upload,
    (Literally the next day…😅)
    but,
    A lot happened last night and I made a post about it tagged below ⬇️

    Last night I was truly alone…!

    It got late last night as I fell asleep around 1:20 in the morning after thinking and contemplating life and its aspects…!

    An empty home is a weird one,
    it makes you re-live all of the memories and experiences that you have had with the person who isn’t there anymore,
    and,
    It makes you feel weirded out,
    sad and almost on the verge of tears;

    Enough said,

    That is what I felt last night,
    and it was bad,
    because it felt like it was never going to be over,
    until I thought about it over and over and felt asleep thinking about it…!

    Coming back to the prompt…!

    Broken bones and ruptured muscles…

    If today’s prompt strictly asks about broken bones it’s something that I have faced in this life a few times,

    and if we are talking about ruptured muscles that has happened more than I can count…!

    I’ve had a hairline fracture in my fingers,
    due to sports injuries,
    which would be my ring finger of my right hand and my middle finger of my left hand…!

    A direct impact from basketball to the ring finger made a clean snap in the middle which I thought was nothing until it got swelled up and I then rushed to the doctor and got the diagnosis..!

    The other time it was a cricket ball that landed a direct hit on my middle finger and it was until much later when I was playing badminton and my friend accidentally hit it in the same spot;

    Surging the pain and making it worse Later the diagnosis confirmed the same…!

    If we are talking about ruptured muscles that happens ever more often,

    A bike accident that ruptured my muscles in thigh and knee,
    scraping my legs, hands and my elbows all at the same time…!

    Making it one of the more difficult stages in my life,

    Living and working through the constant pains.
    that took my will to live each day…!

    Other time,

    It was a slip that twisted my knee and caused a pain that lasted years,
    which still comes back every winter,
    no matter how hard I try…!

    Haven’t we all broken a bone somewhere in our lives…?

    To recovery and a life that changes drastically afterwards…!

    Hope you get well soon if you’re enduring a painful experience…!

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Last night I was truly alone…!

    Last night I was truly alone…!

    The house felt empty,
    after my sister’s marriage,
    The last person staying with us went home yesterday evening…!

    She was the source of chaos,
    that brought some noise in our otherwise silent life,
    which made me happy,
    I hope everyone happy…!

    But,
    last night staring at her empty room,
    with the door open and a single light bulb turned on,
    above her bedside table made me cherish that chaos more…!

    I FaceTimed her,
    and it was at that moment it hit me,
    when she didn’t pick my first call up,
    but,
    a few minutes later she called me back and told me that she was cleaning her bed as they were planning to sleep,
    and her phone was charging on the ground floor where her mother in law was…!

    It felt weird,
    never would I have guessed that I would get an excuse from her,
    but,
    thinking it was the reality and genuinely what happened I asked her to keep her phone nearby,
    and
    guess What she did…!

    She teased me by saying,
    that I was missing her;
    someone who I spent my lifetime with and had with me up until this point and I was missing her;

    I laughed,
    and said,
    you live a few hours of drive away,
    if I were to miss you I’d come and meet you,
    to which she laughed too…!

    Maybe it was our way of telling we missed each other,
    and,
    laughing far away on phone call was the way to go ahead…?

    But,
    I asked her about her well being and if they got a chance to get the TV hooked up how they wanted..?

    To which they said,
    they have called the company to send the guy who will do the installing,
    Which will arrive within 24-48 hours…!

    On hearing that things were going according to how they wanted,
    I was at last assured,
    and,
    asked her,
    how she was feeling in a new house,
    was she able to set herself like one of the family members…!

    To which she said,
    she is trying to put a good impression on them,
    By agreeing to what they say as they are the adults,
    She talks with her mother in law and sister in law and they can’t get enough ever…!

    Father in law and grandmother in law are still an uncharted territory because they belong to the old mindset and they force her to conform to those which she can’t…!

    All in,
    she is living a good,
    and,
    a well life…!

    Out of nowhere she started to say that she misses her sleep;
    And I was on the floor laughing,

    I used to have a few hours of sleep in the afternoon which I can’t here,
    to which I said,
    set your schedule in such a way that you don’t feel a need to sleep;

    To which she said it’s absolutely mandatory,
    the afternoon sleep;

    While talking,
    Her mother in law shouted her name from the first floor to which she said I’ll see what this is about and I’ll call you later…!

    To which I said okay and bye;

    After cutting the call,
    Everything was the same,
    empty room,
    empty hall,
    it was almost midnight and these thoughts kept me up till 1 in the morning…!

    Wondering,
    will we ever be the same…?

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍