IN THE CORNER OF MY SPHERE: A LITTLE INFINITY

We are often told that a sphere has no corners.

That perfection leaves no edges, no hiding places.

And yet, strangely, I have found one.

In the quiet geometry of my life,

there exists a corner of my sphere

a place that should not exist,

and yet, holds everything that ever did.

Perhaps it is not a corner in the physical sense,

but a bend in experience,

a fold where time slows down

and existence forgets its own rules.

In that impossible corner,

I have lived a little infinity.

Not the kind that stretches across galaxies,

not the infinity that mathematicians worship,

but a smaller, quieter one

made of fleeting glances, unfinished sentences,

and moments that refused to behave like moments.

They stayed.

They expanded.

They became endless.

It is strange how something so small

can defy the logic of the universe.

How a limited life can contain something unlimited.

How a heart, bound by time,

can still create a space where time loses meaning.

Maybe that is the real rebellion of being human

not in living forever,

but in carving infinities out of finite days.

So yes, my life is a sphere.

Complete, continuous, without edges.

But somewhere within it,

against all laws of reason and geometry,

There is a corner.

And in that corner,

lives my little infinity.

Avansh Awasthi is a student at a military school in India. His writing explores the intersection of abstract ideas, human experience, and introspection, often blending concepts from science and philosophy into reflective prose.