Moving On Is Like Being Stuck On A Plane For Three Hours

By Abhinav Nath Jha

Moving on is like being stuck on a plane for three hours. En route to a new place, a new location, but you’re still stuck with yourself till you finally land. You carry old ideas of the person you once loved, yourself, and everything you’ve ever experienced and feel it in its entirety. There’s a headache, a lot of ear-popping, the inner child wails, and the instant cup noodles is an unappetising concoction of masala lumps coagulating in hot water. Once you land, lost in a scrabble to claim your onboard baggage faster than the next person, momentary silence visits you where there is no thought, no feeling, just pure exhaustion. Can you still love with that heart? If you still can, you’re doomed. Why, again, did I start with a flight analogy to dissect the act of moving on? In fact, why am I even talking of planes, I still don’t know how to drive.

By Abhinav Nath Jha