sunday, 28 june 2026

woke up too early. lay there for a while watching the ceiling. the rain had stopped overnight but the sky was still that flat white colour it gets here.

it's sunday. i had a whole day and didn't know what to do with it. kept thinking about tomorrow. the office is further north and i worked out the train last night. i have the documents. i know which platform. i keep checking these things anyway.

made breakfast properly for the first time since i arrived. found a box of poha in my bag, i'd brought it from home. stood at the stove and let the routine of it steady me a little. came out fine. not how maa makes it, nothing ever is, but fine.

neha left mid-morning. i don't know where she goes on sundays. the flat was quiet for most of the day.

i tried to read. couldn't. sat near the window for a while and watched the lane below. a vegetable vendor was calling out and a few women were picking things from his cart. ordinary sunday for everyone else.

laid out my clothes around four. simple salwar, the grey one. ironed it. hung it on the cupboard door that doesn't close properly.

maa called in the evening. asked what i ate. i told her about the poha. she sounded pleased. she said sleep early. i said i would.

i probably won't. every time i close my eyes i'm already standing outside a building i've only seen once, trying to look like i belong there.

tomorrow is the thing i moved here for. it doesn't feel like a big thing right now. it just feels like something i can't stop thinking about.