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 There are days when asked: what life is, I'd say it's the moments between the bigger and the important moments. Ok, I'll explain.

So it's when you stand by the kitchen door waiting for the rolls to be crispy brown. It's not you eating them with chili garlic sauce, it's you waiting for them to be fried. Makes sense?

It's the day your niece starts reading Harry Potter from your copy of Philosopher's Stone.

It's the lazier days when you eat the leftover papaya with Ammii, just when it's about to rain.

It's listening to Anuv Jain while walking around the campus in December.

It's not the destination, it's the rasta you see.

Days, when you'd describe life referencing some couplets by Faiz and Faraz.

But "Some days are just fillers" You know how we always rush to the rooftops on days when the sky is in pretty colors or when the weather is so good but I was thinking what about the days that are so mundane that they sort of take away your will to live. Days like the side characters, the less important story, the second option, the missed opportunity, sad and blue, and not so important stuff.

Now is probably the time I'd say something like focusing more on the better days or living in hope of the better days but you see that's not what life is. Not everything has to make sense. 

One day you'll be grateful for the person who confessed that he cares and prays for you and he'll continue to do so and another day you'll just grief for being seen zoned by the boy you loved after a heartbeat, after trying so hard to heal. 

There are days when it rains and it takes away all the sorrows and then there are the ones that make you question all your life choices and it doesn't make sense and doesn't have to make sense because that's what life is.

And if you ask me today what life is, I'd say it's like the ghazal with lyrics that describe your life even though it was written years before my father was born and I'd say it's the friends who are gentle and kind. 

It's changing into fresh and clean PJs after a shower and like eating banana bread. 

And I know that tomorrow my answer might be completely different and/or gloomy but all I know is that that's what life is. It never makes sense because it doesn't have to.