Amiss

Amiss

The rain has stopped and now I feel suddenly numb. As if the clouds took away a piece from me. They surely did because now it feels like losing you all over again.

We had met this day, that year. Moreover, It was raining then too. I guess we met each other first and the last time on that day. To say so, we are still acquainted.

That day though, we connected. It was the only time we were just ourselves. No inhibitions, no disturbance & no other human involvement. The rain played the cupid & washed the mask off our faces and made us see “us”. We were together.

We understood the connection that day and that was the last time we indulged in it. We never spoke again about that thought. Life went on. We moved on. We moved away. No regrets as such. Life is really good now. Our life partners are amazing humans and nothing is lacking. Life is perfectly ok!

Then why these conversations with rain? Why do these unknown psychics feel when it rains? Why this numbness when the rain goes away? Why did we fear our feelings? Why did we fear our love? Why does this perfectly ok life feel amiss?

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I’m Himshree

Stumbling Upon Life is a living archive of wonder — documenting experiments in resilience, motherhood, medicine, and meaning. It’s not a manual for perfection, but a lab report on becoming: how we stumble, adapt, and build new blueprints for growth. Through honest storytelling and systems thinking, it connects lived experience to collective wisdom.

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