Sick Days
Updated: Oct 10, 2022
By Shreyasi Sareen
It’s the sick days where I can finally let go The few days where i’m not obliged to be productive The few days where I can be in bed all day Escaping any guilt
The days where mumma brings me tea
Where I listen to jazz as it rains
watch my favourite tv shows with a bowl of Maggi Remaining unaware of the clock and its hands I don’t have to go anywhere
Nor do anything
I enjoy my own company
While sipping my ginger tea
It’s not so bad being sick
At least for a while
There’s times where you wish you could turn back time at the end of the week, your face is bright glowing again, with your illuminating smile I’m rested now
Back to the daily hustle
Heaven can’t last forever
As it definitely shouldn’t
By Shreyasi Sareen

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