Miss Lost
Today I might have gotten close to understanding what is it to be lost. I guess all these I felt it but never really admitted to it or even dealt with it. Today I assisted my mother in kitchen to prepare some dahi puris. It was work. It took us atleast one hour to every element before putting it together. But the sad truth was when I sat down to eat it, the pleasure of enjoying the tangy spicy chat lasted a mere two minutes. That is the time I took to finish the plate and soon after I starting feeling low. It felt pointless to have worked for 45 minutes for a pleasure that lasted only two minutes. It then went on to me feeling gasy and then extremely the low. The feeling was of wanting to cry out loud.But I was doing it internally. My husband who is in a different state thought it was because I didn't have a job. But after countless hours of going through the emotion and numerous attempts trying to escape it...it came down to why do I really feel this way occassionally?