Let’s go back a few years. I had just finished school and was still unsure of what I wanted to do with life. I asked for a gap year to figure it out but was met with, “Fine, we can get you married in that year.” I said nope, picked a college, and tried to mentally prepare myself for what was in store. My perception of college had always been warped thanks to 3 Idiots, where I saw college kids un-alive themselves and attempt the same. That meant, in my head, if I went to college, I would die.
Tag: friendship
A Friend in Need
Tears stained her pillow as her hollow screams were silenced. She turned and looked around her room looking for something that would occupy her mind and stop her from crying. She lay down on her now moist pillow and clutched her bed sheet tight and gritted her teeth, willing herself to stop crying. Slowly, her body relaxed and she took a couple of deep breaths as she realised she’d stopped crying. A few gasps escaped her lips as she steadied her breathing and sat up at the edge of her bed. “Tasha!” called out her mother’s cheerful voice from downstairs, “Dinner’s ready.” She sighed, wondering how her mother was never aware of what she was feeling, “Coming!” cried out her hoarse voice in reply.
THE PHOTO ALBUM
A photo album is a goldmine of memories. From the first step we take to our graduation, every small or big achievement and even moments where we share a tear or smile together is treasured. Every fleeting moment becomes a memory for tomorrow. Now be it a happy one or sad one, every second we spend today will become things we miss tomorrow. Time has its own tangled way, don’t you think? I read this amazing quote on Pinterest, “The moment you start thinking of the beginning it’s the end.” Whenever I’m asked to summarise a great day, I always copy paste this!
The Second First Meeting
Coincidental situations that happen to people can be an exhilarating experience that brings joy and intrigue. Although, what happens when the coincidences just get too much? Any normal person will begin to question their reality. This was the case in an almost fictitious life a friend and I lived, everyday after meeting each other.
Why Just Love?
There was a time in my life when I wondered if I was alone if I did not have enough people around me. I was looking for connections that had depth, that had nothing much to offer but emotional support, deep, intimate understanding, to make me believe in safer spaces where every conversation did not have to make sense, where accepting things was not necessary, where letting out the unwritten poetry of my thoughts would seem easy and comfortable, and that is when I understood that friendship is not a lesser form of love.
An Interlinked World
I can’t say I’m not guilty of procrastinating with my phone. And I’m sure I’m not alone in this. If you observe my routine for a day, you’d notice one repetitive pattern which ensues almost every hour – me checking my social media. I’m more or less an introvert at heart and I don’t really […]
It’s Okay Not To Be Okay
“Ae dil hai mushkil jeena yahan, jara hatke jara bachke.. ye hai Bombay meri Jaan..” the song almost startled Chloe as it rang on a passerby’s phone. As she turned around to give this person a disgruntled look, Kim pointed towards Chloe’s almost empty cup—the contents of which were now all over her dress. “Ughh! […]
Friendship is a Pan of Stouffer’s Lasagna
“I’m disappointed in you”, the most excruciatingly painful sentence a person can be told by someone they care about. It surpasses “I hate you”, “Goodbye” or “I’ll never forgive you.” It means that that person held you in a higher regard than you could ever think, and now you’re falling from grace at an accelerated […]
A Broken Thread
“My project proposal is accepted! I will soon be exploring the flora of North-East India!” I hugged my mother in bliss. “Knew it! Your dedication towards the subject will not go in vain. Let me cook Halwa. It’s time to celebrate!”. She gets another reason to be in the kitchen! It has been five years […]
Breaking The (Sp)ice
When I first met Sanskriti, she wore a frilly white dress with yellow trim, finishing with white sandals. I glanced at her nervously as her long, curly hair ran down her delicate nutbrown skin. She had flown down from Qatar to spend the summer with her grandparents and spoke an outlandish accent. I had some […]