My Daily Explosions

The smell of rain. The feeling of a cold metal glass against my lips. That letter I wrote years ago. The sound of that song from that TV show.

The color of your eyes. The distinct smell of her dubatta. The taste of home. The cold air against my cheeks. The hand that let go.

The call of the jalebi vendor. The blur of flying dust specs. The familiar walk to school. The sun singeing my skin.

Looking back and finding him gone. Searching for Mama’s eyes. The braid I could not do. The crisp sound of the Jummah azan.

The are just some of the sensations that explode within me.

These are just some of the memories that define my life.

via Daily Prompt: Detonate