Sitting alone at corner of the airport.Colombo airport. Transit time. 2 more hours before flight back to Bangalore. Then go home , get prepared and again reach airport.. Badsha going home. Those drumbeats in heart. Those thought process before you meet parents.. whom you love the world. It's crowded airport. But sure transit time alone is lonely. You can read, reread the whatsapp message from people who matter to you. Then you tend to think how much you matter to them. It's true..We should not introspect.. in hearts of hearts you kNow you matter nothing. This life is only to give. Never ask. You don't deserve love. The world needs to get the last drop out from you. Once this is figured out... I am at peace. Tired, lonely but peaceful. The hurt, rejections, the losses, the ein, the snide remarks... Nothing matters. Once I know I matter to none. I become one of universe. When your life long it has been only giving without reciprocity.. it matters nothing.
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