My Lazy Girl

It was a new follow request on my social media from a stranger. I opened the app with a dull face and what I then encounter took me out of my feet. It was Derik. It was his request to follow me on some social media app. He still had the same profile picture which I once approved.  It’s been two years today when I last spoke to Derik. Life in New York has been hard but I guess that’s what I wanted somewhere. I decided to shift to New York from Australia. Maybe I was running from things but confessing them was even harder so I chose to run till I find a permanent closure for myself. I deleted everything from my cell phone which belonged to him. His photographs, his number, his mails. It felt like a decade passed by. I wasn’t aware about his existence but I knew he was still breathing in some corner of the earth. I could feel that every day, though my everyday was an effort to move on but in that effort some part of me used to stay behind and think about him....

I have forgotten the correct address to the purpose of my life. I never wanted to reveal this to you but since you were anxious enough to read between the lines, here I narrate you the paragraph. My dearest of all, I hold a reason for being away since long. Excuses are not entertained I know but here's a request to read this with a fraction of your patience. Thanks for bearing up. You know there were times and there are times when I feel I am sailing in the wrong direction or sometimes I don't even know whether the direction is right or wrong or just floating aimlessly. I am feeling those times, these days. I know whatever I am doing right now is not what  I am suppose to do. But the harder part of irony is, I also don't know what exactly I am supposed to do. (sounds weird? I know.) In other words I have forgotten the correct address to the purpose of my life. I never wanted to reveal this to you but since you were anxious enough to read between the line...