And this is how it goes

The birthday went surprisingly okay. I started getting calls from 21st eve. But obviously the midnight calls matter the most. It shows that there are still people who are excited about your birthday or maybe simply they care to make you happy. It feels good. Even I participate in making the birthday of my friends special. I think that is what life is about. Doing for others and yourself. Being selfish just makes one lonlier. Being lonely is sad and tough. I know this phase too. I really miss evening hangouts and walks. My mom is not always ready for such kind of stuff. We have a roof in our present place and I find it so very beautiful. But my mother does not allow me to go there often. It ain't that I cannot go. But it is a little isolated. And at night it is both more beautiful and more isolated and that is exactly what makes it more tempting to me. It gets a little lonlier after i come back from school because mother has different interests from mine. So she spends her time watching television and I spend my time binge watching movies and series on my phone or by simply reading books. Sometimes I play music and dance when noone is watching. And that reminds me of how i miss waltz. It has been a long time since I have done slow dance. The last time i did it, is when I was teaching one of my seniors how to do it. But since then it has been three years and things have taken a turn and there is literally no such person with such interests in this place. One of my colleagues that day asked me to visit one of the local cafes and spend some quality time there but it seems useless to spend 80 bucks on a cup of coffee. I can obviously do better than that. Before I came to this place I heard that some local people here are excellent potters and since then I have been nagging my mom to accompany me and help me find out how and where it is done. But my mom is least interested in it and I don't completely blame her for that. I just know one thing and that is I am a temporary person here and before I leave I would love to explore quite a few things. God, do intervene here and help. Otherwise i might soon die out of boredom.

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