Rooftop Thoughts

She was there sitting with a book in her hands,

Mouthing the words,

Flipping the pages,

Without taking it all in

Her loneliness becoming thicker

And heavier, with each minute passing 

She felt wind on her cheeks,

The Sky was putting efforts,

To put an end to her loneliness 

She heard the rustling of leaves 

The wind was tickling and playing with them probably

It reminded her of those days with her brother,

Tickling and teasing each other 

She felt warm hands trying to embrace her,

Same hands as her grandma 

She heard the cheers of boys playing cricket 

She look back those days where she used to play with her dad

She came across another familiar smell,

The intense aroma of ginger in her tea which cuddled around her

She found peace in it

She missed her mom's tea

She closed her eyes and thought these things were her whole childhood

She could feel everyone's presence here, sitting in the terrace

She realized that she belong to this place 

The terrace was her second home