Tara
The Fenix almost crushes my wrist in an effort to wake me up. Why should my day begin at 3a.m. when the whole world is asleep? I rub my eyes open and look around, my blanket barely covering my feet. Oh yeah Hridhay? Il take on you tonight. I give his baby soft hair a light rub, get off the bed, and walk out to look at my 10 year old twin boys in the next room, Adi and Kathir, blissfully asleep, in another world, another time, unaware that a similar fate awaits in two hours. I walk towards the bathroom, sighing, and thankful every moment for the lovely life I have, despite having to wake up at crazy 3a.m. Well thats Qatar for you. I set the morning routine rolling, fires on full swing, pick my cup of coffee and open my phone. A hundred and twenty three messages.
There's never a second thought on which conversation to open first, its pinned on my chat board and she's pinned to my heart, my little sister (well not so little, we're just a year apart) and most people mistake us for twins. Surprisingly, there was only one text from her - check cart. I close my eyes for a second, it has to be the black capri. Even before I checked the cart, I knew what to reply. Nope baby, we're not doing this. I move on to the next conversation - my childhood girl gang. Four of us and we converse about life changing things all the time. Well our lives. This time it was about running marathons. Way to go girls, maybe soon I'll get there. After scaling through all messages, I put my phone down and get to work. After two hours I try to wake the boys up. "Five minutes amma" says Kathir. "Eid holidays begin tomorrow baby, last day of school today!". Magic words and two of them zoom out of the room to get ready.
"Hridhay, its five!" I yell and I move on to check my phone. Still at work, seems endless... it was KP - K P Prashanth, my colleague, our friend and extended family. Oh noooo! What about Shravya? His 8-year-old. She's with Geetha, my date ended yesterday. Oh no, this is uncomfortable territory. Ok im bringing breakfast for you, just wait. I start fetching the boxes and Hridhay is out and ready and so are Adi and Kathir. Oh and so am I. Hridhay comes over to pack stuff and looks at the extra set of boxes "If KP works at this rate, he's going to die soon" and starts packing.
And so begins our day, our journey, our lives. We set out of the house, four of us moving in three different directions, travelling, in search of something perhaps. Perhaps some purpose in our lives.
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