Indecisive
Went to the fridge exactly three times and back.
Returned with ice cream finally in my hand.
Kept wondering: should I eat it or not?
Stared at it for about twenty minutes in my hands.
Gauged the time by the melting ice cream.
And gulped it down in only two minutes.
Had wasted twenty minutes,
And also missed the best of it.
Wasn’t even the same thing I had dreamed of…
I might have many such “twenty-two minutes” in my life.
I always overthink anyway.
Just like my ice cream,
I have dreams that melt away While I am still deciding…
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