I learnt several new things this week.
I don't need multiple fractures to feel broken.
And I dont need tears to cry.
And I definately dont need to go on a journey to feel like I'm in the middle of nowhere.
I learnt how I can be awake with worry while fast asleep.
And I learnt how light my crazy workload would feel compared to my heavy heart.
I learnt to accept that the past was a place that I could only remember - never go revisit.
And I learnt that once again in my life, It was me against the world and it didnt feel terrible, just nostalgic.
But most of all - I learnt that a army of one is enough.
and that I dont need extraordinary evidence to be thankful for my life.
Beacause even at the end of weeks like this one - where my life is reduced
to rubbles and I have a hard time just breathing - I still am.
And most of all I learnt that there is no Rock Bottom.
I'm just going to have to get used to free falling.
Tonight, I am the oldest 30 year old in the world.
And my city - is Mumbai.
