It’s been a while

It’s been a while.
Seeing bluest skies.
Outside my window.
It’s been a while.
Listening to songs.
Sung by birds.
It’s been a while.
Breathing clean air.
In this concrete jungle.
It’s been a while.
Since I saw the sunset
On a weekday.
It’s been a while.
I sat on my porch.
To watch rains and enjoy the gloomy weather.
It’s been a while.
To remember.
One need not travel far away.
To watch nature unravel it’s magic.

Lutalica…

They put you in little boxes
When you’re born.
And slap you with labels.
As you grow up.
As years pass by,
You try to ‘fit’ in.
But always looking around wondering
‘Is it just me?’
Baffled when labels don’t make sense to you.
Frustrated when categories no longer fit you.
But my dear,
What if I tell you?
You’re on your way, HOME.
As you drop those unpacked boxes with labels. 
On your way,
Getting ready to introduce yourself.
To the world,
As YOU.