The year that wasn’t.

The year that wasn't.

Nithya Suri

Nobody believed ,the utter reality
Until it all went by,
first it was all about minding your own resolutions,
then it was vindictively praying for the failure of others,

They all died in groups,
One by one,
We embraced our mortality,
With proofs of our faces tucked away in cellphones.

A few vacations thrown in,
A few sleep overs for the workaholics,
We all laughed until tears rolled,
When we actually realized that northwest wasn’t a windy direction anymore,

But first things first,
Here is to hoping,
That next year we survive ,
Just to acknowledge our greatest fears.


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