I toss and turn, yet again, I have almost found a distressing familiarity with this restlessness. I hear his heavy breathing next to me. A heaviness of breath in contrast to the lightness of his heart. I envy him. His eyes droop with sleep the very moment his head rests on the pillow. And here I am, at 12.30 a.m., still up as a bat. I shut my eyes tightly only to be disturbed by the vibration of my phone. And there it was the message notification – “Are you up?”, the name on the phone sends a cold and exciting shrill. I open the message and reply- “hey yeah? All Good?” since it was unusual of my sender...
