AN UNUSUAL DAY
That bright reddish dusk that’s falling on your face, making you even prettier than every other day. With the light music in the background, looking at you adjusting that knotted earring from my favourite dress you’re wearing tonight skipped a beat. It’s been 3 years 7 months 4 days and it’s the same boy trying to look into your eyes and confess his feelings. It is that moment when you were ready to finally look at me, the alarm that was lying next to me began to jangle unusually. Yes, it was unusual. That beautiful dream, my chaotic room, the rushing vehicles down the lane and the world through my window felt unusual. The urge that thumped in me took the bike keys to see you, right away. “Anthena?”, the reeled voice from behind paused me to exit the door. A 25-year-old robotic roommate trying to sync his actions to the voice from the rectangular mobile made my room a metallic lab filled with mobiles. The world around me is pretty different this time. Every inch around me seemed like