This December in Mumbai, this not so cold days here. I'm lost without reason. I look forward to the days that wouldn't be so deary. To the days, where my inner child is happy. To the days, where I code again out of passion. To the days, where I look forward to going to office. To the days, where I ride again. To the days, when weekends are to enjoy and not being stuck in office. To the days, where my heart fills with joy of writing like this.
A hope that I hold inside me that there will be a silver lining at the end of these cloudy days.
