Thanks to NHAI and its poor maintenance of roads, I met with an accident that left me hospitalized, grappling with pain and uncertainty. Despite the hefty toll deducted from FASTag account of commuters, there are still highways that are akin to a lunar landscape with potholes that resemble moon's craters :)
The accident inflicted a dual toll, as I dealt with physical pain of injuries coupled with lingering mental trauma. Each step towards recovery was a delicate balance between healing the body and soothing the mind....While medication worked its magic on my body, my mind remained restless with no outlet. That's when I retreated to writing, using it as a tool to divert my attention and find mental relief.
Presenting to y'all one such snippet I penned down while I was resting on my hospital bed !
Broken visor, sirens wail,
Memories flash, like a trail.
Visuals of the street block,
Haunt me round the clock.
Yet hope flickers, a distant spark,
Guiding me through this dark.
Mumma was around, her warmth was near,
Papa's healing words, wiped every tear.
I realised it was just the shock,
That I'd have to come out of like a rock.
With every passing day, I find my way,
Amidst the chaos, come what may.
