I’m a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever met.
I’m a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever met.
I laugh at the smallest things,
Because my dad once said to me, ‘What is life without humor?’.
I have an anthology of songs that I love,
Because someone I loved,
Loved them first.
I’m a kaleidoscope of everyone I’ve ever loved, even for a heartbeat.
I always listen to the stories strangers tell me,
Because my friend once told me, “No one is sent by accident to anyone”,
And I’m only one small star in an entire universe,
An alleyway in a winding metropolis.
My heart is a tattered roadmap of every place I’ve ever left.
I’m a montage of everyone I’ve ever met.
I open the windows when it rains,
Because my mom once said it reminded her of home.
I prize knowledge over everything,
Because I heard a stranger mumble to his acquaintance that there was nothing more
important.
I’m a tessellation of everyone I’ve ever noticed, even for a moment.
I try to remember anything memorable,
Take photos of every moment,
even the bad ones.
Because we contain multitudes.
I send up a prayer whenever I hear the siren of an ambulance,
Because it is what I saw my loved ones doing as a child.
My brain is but a book of every word I’ve ever heard whispered.
But sometimes my mind plays tricks on me.
I’m scared that those who make me
Will
leave.
So forgive me if I am more empathetic,
More unconventional,
And perhaps even more erratic than anyone you’ve met.
But then again,
I’m just a patchwork of everyone I’ve ever met.
And maybe,
You are too.
~ Stuti Rawat