How do writers usually spend their weekends?

I woke up early today. Freshed up. Had breakfast. And then jumped on my laptop.

Coded throughout the day, maybe.

Mumma videocalled in between, “Give yourself some rest, atleast on Sundays. And why the hell your hairs and beards are so long?”

I subsided. Her scowl said it.

“Fine, I will get them cut today!” I conceded (lied) helplessly.

There was a time when I used to keep everything else at bay for writing. And today, see, the case is upside down.

I write to fill up a void that would eat me exactly like the blackhole gulps up the light.

What used to be my priority is now an escape. Horrible. Never thought I would ever be this long alive to see this day.

It's not like I don't feel writing anymore. In fact, my thoughts often threaten to blast my head off. But whenever I pick up the pen, it falters and gives up.

I can write answers after answers on Quora if you don't get bored. I am, however, afraid, I will lose you in the process.

Funny how life makes you see things you never imagined to ever confront.

As I stand alone in my balcony, looking at the moonrise, with a cup of tea in my hand, I realize that as you believe you are everything, that's exactly the time you know you are nothing.

It all makes sense in the end.

~ Pravin Gupta