The window

It’s my favourite hobby 

Easily everyone’s favourite hobby

I’d sit at the edge of the bench near the window in school.

They had huge gaps in between the grills making me feel like if I were cat woman I could’ve gotten out .

I look out

To get a very usual view of the road

A tailor shop and a bar where I thought only uncles went

I’d watch people come and go

I watch the wind rustling the leaves

I watch traffic

I watch people going into the bar secretly 

I watch it rain

Even when I’m concentrating in class

I will still look out

My mind blank.

Gave me some sort of joy

In not having to intervene 

Not feeling like I should do something 

I look out when I’m sad

I look out when I’m happy

I look out when I don’t think anything

And I waste my time in bliss .

I don’t have a window in my flat in lucknow.

So I brush it off when i think about jumping off a window .