words . unclasp. emotions

It was three minutes to seven PM, I sat there, on the floor with my legs crossed. A human beside, someone who probably hates me or meets my gaze with an air of indifference on other days. We sat there, right at the centre, with the Mysore Palace standing like a kingdom that would come to life in a few blinks, in three minutes. The Palace radiated history and strength in reds and a colour of grandeur. Lights are something that makes my soul feel intense warmth, it fills me with hope and goodness in any room and consequence. And to be sitting there, with a thousand other beings, a few crossed legged, a few standing, a few scattered and a few gathered, It felt surreal. To anticipate as a tribe, strangers coming together to witness some magic that would appear in one moment of shared dusk-time. I closed my eyes, and a deep breath allowed itself into my lungs. The sky sizzled with blue hour and the glow of a setting sun. That deep breath made me feel something, I had paused the moment. The ...

I don't know how to describe this feeling, the silence after the summit madness. I look delirious in this picture, I have never worked for something with my heart and soul like I did for this. I literally gave my everythinggg. And a few things were wrong on day one, reinforcing the statement that ~everything that can go wrong will go wrong, and we need to operate out of love and grace. I don't deal well with breakdowns, my emotions scatter and I feel like a glitch. And when the sunset arrived, it painted the sky pink, it became better. The day felt better as I stood with my best friends listening to ~When chai met toast singing my favorite songs. But as the summit ended, I felt incomplete. I felt confused. I didn't know how to feel. I was processing, and it took me a couple of days to get closure from something I worked my ass off for.  To get closure from something that gave me new experiences every single day for the past three months. When it all ended,  I was stuck in ...