Early morning purification that involves opening all the windows to let out all the spent residual energies from the day gone by and sonorous Yaman raag by Ustad Vilayat Khan to chase the deadened decibels and chatters that lay still in cracks quick to melt and disintegrate into the new day.
Today looks to be a good day what with sunlight seeping slowly inside, fresh spring breeze manoeuvring moods into steady uplifting stance and the prospects of doing something interesting every passing day even if entwined in the jaded lethargy of everyday humdrum.
One has to let a bit of optimism seep into their daily mug of cynical tea and what am I if not utterly confused about it all, yet here I am, talking about positivity.
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