The alarm hums its familiar tune,
and for a moment, the world feels out of tune.
Monday, again? The thought itself can sting,
a gentle tug on the soul, reluctant to sing.
Outside, the city stirs, a symphony of horns,
a distant murmur of a day being born.
Bengaluru mornings, sometimes a cool embrace,
other times, the sun is already setting its pace.
But wait. Take a breath, deep and slow,
feel the city’s pulse, a vibrant, hopeful glow.
That little sigh? It’s just a passing cloud,
a leftover shadow, whispered a bit too loud.
This isn’t just another Monday, my friend,
it’s a fresh canvas, where new stories transcend.
Think of the filter coffee, warm in your hand,
the promise of ideas, blossoming across the land.
The hum isn’t just traffic, it’s innovation’s beat,
a million dreams stirring on every street.
Remember the green spaces, the gentle, soft breeze,
even amidst the rush, find a moment of ease.
Your energy, your spark, they haven’t gone away,
they’ve just been napping, waiting for today.
This isn’t a battle, it’s a gentle, new flow,
a chance to plant seeds and watch your purpose grow.
So step out, brave heart, into the light,
this Bengaluru Monday is shining ever so bright.
Let your spirit unfurl, like a morning glory bloom,
there’s no room for shadows, no space for gloom.
You’ve got this, truly, in every single way,
make this Monday the start of a beautiful, strong day.
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