Just before fireflies light up a dark night, a swarm of dragonflies buzzes in your brain. You ponder how, a couple of your own, dissuaded you from being what you could be. You pull aside the curtain of time to see yourself not doing what you should’ve done then for the fear of being left out. Then you see them, the ones who followed the same path after leading you astray. You gasp for fresh air, realizing that it is what is within yourself alone that is to be trusted. That same night your favourite contestant on a reality TV show makes the same mistake and gets eliminated. For you, she is still a winner.

glabellar lines an epiphany

Tazeen Fatma