"When I was in the city and on my second last job, I used to spend an awful lot of time on the terrace. This time last year I would be hustling at work, just so I can reach home make myself a steaming cup of hot chocolate and then go to the terrace. My roommates would gasp at this. They would think of me as some weird chick who is eccentric in all possible ways. I could never really relate entirely deeply to either of them. They were all seemingly fulfilled people, who seemed well settled with their ideas in life. Me, I was constant raging storm, as if this constant nagging feeling of missing someone all the time wasn't enough.

Sometimes I wanted to talk to you about them as well. I would have loved to know what sort of witty dig you would take at it. The best part, you wouldn't judge me for it either!

The endless sky reminded me of a possibility of things getting alright in the near future. Also, I had set my eyes on one particular star that was distinctly visible from the canopy of the tall tree in the backyard.

Sometimes I would just go to check on that star."

- Akshata Mishra