As usual, I was eating alone in a restaurant. I always liked eating alone more because it offers you the convenience of picking up your own time, place and pace :)! I used to visit this place often. And the kind restaurant owner thought she should introduce me to new people. She offered to share a table with college students my age. I met another set of cool people, and one of these students turned out to be my neighbour. I lived right above the hill, and he lived right across the street downhill.

Another always meeting kind and good people alert!

He heard all my stories about ‘maggie’ for dinner daily, and he used to cook sometimes. He was equally lazy or okay, a little less lazy than me. And I think I was the reason he cooked a lot of the time. He helped me with almost everything, always! Once I was out making new keys for my house. I met him and explained the entire baggage losing story. He cooked again that day, then helped me book tickets to apply for the new passport. We connected because of our laziness and hence the comfort.

A little ahead, sometime later, I was at home and in lockdown, 2020, in desperation, hopelessness mode. Right then, this person pinged me, asking if I wanted to have a blog for my poems. I was too lost. I don’t think I was of any help, at least initially. But he did manage to create a page, a website there with a domain he found, and not trusting my laziness, so he built a dashboard to publish these poems!

I am lazy but not for the things I love! Writing is one of those things :)

So, I started writing, and he always helped me whenever I was stuck. Okay, now I cannot implement this functionality :D and he will solve it. He only convinced me to share. It took me years to share these thoughts randomly with people. The good thing is, which I realized in sharing them, was the wholesomeness these poems would create for me, and they did the same for a lot of others, and I love that thought, that someone might be smiling because of them, some evenings just lit up a little bit more because of it! I know, and I firmly believe that I have met a set of best people in life, actually the best set of kind people in my life. So the first poem I ever published was - https://shruti.page/smiles/god-has-chosen/ to echo this belief!