I'm in Ashoka University, Studying Liberal arts. Inclining towards Psychology and History.
Adult now.
I live in two cities now. Juggling myself between two homes and two different families.
Mumbai is where I was born and brought up and lived until 2014 August. Then I started college in Sonepat, Haryana (albeit. Delhi). I'm going to be here for three years.
This place is different. Good sometimes and bad the others. None the less, happens to be my new place of solace. A place where I can be myself (or not). I have no parental authority here and no one who knows my past.
I can reconstruct my past the way I want to. And that's what I have been doing. Not too much, but there are things that need to be buried and must never be brought back to memory and I'd prefer if these remained buried.
Life, in itself is taking a new turn. I now have a choice to be who I want to be. I can decide what I want to do with little interference from adults around me. I don't know if I like this kind of a freedom. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I just want to break out of this place because I sense a lack of adventure and a hint of tediousness. While the other times I just want to stay tucked in my blanket and never leave my room. I guess this is what follows a life without dad waking me up each morning or mom asking me to stop chatting on my phone or my dog staring at me while I hog up all my chocolate reserves.
Guess I'll have to live by it.
I travel back home almost once every two months. And approximately 5-6 round trips in a year. I've become bolder, independent and fearless. I travel alone in Delhi, famously criticised for being one of the most unsafe cities in the country. I talk to people I have never met before. I am much more open to facing situations than I was previously.
It probably is a change. Or this is what growing up is about.
Adult now.
I live in two cities now. Juggling myself between two homes and two different families.
Mumbai is where I was born and brought up and lived until 2014 August. Then I started college in Sonepat, Haryana (albeit. Delhi). I'm going to be here for three years.
This place is different. Good sometimes and bad the others. None the less, happens to be my new place of solace. A place where I can be myself (or not). I have no parental authority here and no one who knows my past.
I can reconstruct my past the way I want to. And that's what I have been doing. Not too much, but there are things that need to be buried and must never be brought back to memory and I'd prefer if these remained buried.
Life, in itself is taking a new turn. I now have a choice to be who I want to be. I can decide what I want to do with little interference from adults around me. I don't know if I like this kind of a freedom. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I just want to break out of this place because I sense a lack of adventure and a hint of tediousness. While the other times I just want to stay tucked in my blanket and never leave my room. I guess this is what follows a life without dad waking me up each morning or mom asking me to stop chatting on my phone or my dog staring at me while I hog up all my chocolate reserves.
Guess I'll have to live by it.
I travel back home almost once every two months. And approximately 5-6 round trips in a year. I've become bolder, independent and fearless. I travel alone in Delhi, famously criticised for being one of the most unsafe cities in the country. I talk to people I have never met before. I am much more open to facing situations than I was previously.
It probably is a change. Or this is what growing up is about.
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