5/28/2013

A Sneak Peek - Part 2

I'm home. It's too hot here, like the sun is boiling with all its might and we sit inside our abode with all the perspiration. No matter what we start with, the scotching heat will drain you all of your spirit and strength. Today, I'm little bit out of energy. I don't remember what I dreamt last night. I'm trying to stick to a routine that will include activities which I had planned to do in this summer vacation. I'm reluctant to mention what I'm aiming for. Remember those days when we have a whole list of options on what we can do to kill time but we still just sit down like couch potato and do nothing, not even a single damn thing? Well, I'm not gone this paranoid as of now though there are reasons that I should be. Being home (here in Assam), it is like being disconnected from the world outside. It's more like living in a house that is found far from civilization, amongst forests. It's peaceful, quiet and still your brain shuts down at times. You can count this place among those where you can spend time soul-searching. But I'm confused what soul-searching really means. It sounds like some meditation that you do to achieve Zen and stuff or find what really makes you happy, the inner peace and blah blah. What do I need soul-searching for?


It feels like I'm watching television after a decade. Watching television in hostel never made me comfortable enough. When you know that there's always someone peering at the screen just over your shoulder, it kind of takes away the real joy of watching television. Hence I prefer watching television only at home where there's no one objecting over what I should or should not watch. Apart from that, the internet connection is not as slow as I assumed it to be which is pretty good news. Keeping aside the television and internet and coming to humans, my cousins are still the same- Noisy, brawlers of the highest order, little young women with sharp tongues. I doubt whether I was as chatty and loud when I was young. Now I'm definitely not.   Besides that, you know how it is here? Here, you'll never need to set an alarm to get up early in the mornings. Your cousins wake up way too earlier and even start fighting that it'll be as clamorous as a battle that will awake you though that's not a good way to start a day. At my mother's place, it's my little cousin sister who'd wake up first and cry at the top of her voice that the whole house is bound to wake up instantly. I told ya', No need of setting Alarms! The one thing that did go out of my hand was my idea of turning into a vegan. I was very determined not to even touch chicken or fish but then I was familiarized with the very distasteful vegetable dishes that they serve us as food in hostel. They can only cook non-vegetarian dishes right. I was helpless. Earlier, Mom would make every veggie in a certain different way so that it would end up being my favorite dish but now no more homemade meals. It was hard to remain a vegan. Sigh. At home, I do prefer having as much of veggies because I know that my retreat to hostel will turn me into a non-vegan again. But I do miss that life too, my friends, that feeling of being on my own and being self-reliant. I hope my friends miss me too :)

Spooky and Sassy,

5/24/2013

Going Home ♥

Exams are over. What a big relief! Like the weight hanging inside my head is finally being lifted. Now is the time to pack up my stuff and head back home(in Assam). Well, heading back home is equivalent to five hours of Bus ride for me. Those five hours of "Boredom" that freezes every nerve in your brain and you wish you could sleep through the whole journey. But I'm not the one who can fall asleep on cue. The last two times I was in that house, I could not gather myself to call it home though Dad was there. Because home is where Mom-Dad are, where you have meals cooked by mom and spend money borrowed from your dad. I had always fancied the idea of living in a hostel where I would find myriad friends, would live, eat and go to bed with them. And that we'll be like "Young, Wild and Free." But it turns out that no matter how many friends or soul sisters you got here, no one can make you feel as secure as you feel with your parents. For all those times when you are blue and Mom assures you that it is going to be okay and you instantly believe her. When you are struggling with your project and Dad shows you how you do it the right way. Then you got a brother who never misses a chance to pull your leg or pass lousy comments on your new hairstyle or new dresses. But it does feel so "Right" to be together with them. Now I miss it. I really do. 


I'm so overwhelmed that I'm going back home. Two months of Mom's pampering and Dad's scoldings for being a couch potato or sleeping way too much. But this time I got Plans. A list that will define my existence and save me from this monster called "Boredom". I think I'm going to have a good time with my cousins who are younger, wilder and cuter and listen to me, unlike others. Hehe! And I realised that now that I'm going to be away from the friends and people here. I'll miss them especially my senior roomie who has been such a sweetheart and I'll miss being "Busy Bee". Getting up early for college, dressing up for various events, going shopping with friends, watching movies and shows with them, those birthday bashes and cakes :), those jam sessions, those dance rehearsals. Not going to miss hostel food though. I just hope I'm productive while I'm at home. I feel everything is going to be just 
fine :)

A good secret keeper,