Lets talk about what is happening in my life currently.
Hello! Its been forever and a half since I’ve written something and I hate it more than most,I guarantee that! I’m doing this little update on where I’ve disappeared off to because I received a few concerned emails inquiring about my health and disappearance.
I’d first like to tell you that I’m absolutely fine,absolutely dandy and wholly hale and hearty.Secondly, a huge thanks to you if you were worried or concerned.It warms my heart so so much to feel that kind of love and concern.*Lots of hugs for y’all at this point.*
Now,if I’m okay,then what is up with me? If you’ve been reading for a while,you’ll know that I’m a high school senior or a 12th grade student for the rest of us.Due to that I have a huge load of exams to give for finishing off my schooling and my college admissions which have unfortunately taken over my life.These will go on for a few months so please hang on tight,I will be back.And when I’m free from them I’ll annoy everyone with my incessant posting.Thanks again for being delightful as ever.
Another life update of sorts is that tomorrow the 10th of March happens to be my 18th birthday.If you snoop around to my last few posts you’ll observe that I ,perhaps immaturely perhaps not, consider turning adult a huge deal.So,I’m a turmoil of emotions right now .But what better way to become an adult than to be sucked into a vortex of gruelling and never-ending exams that seem to torture you little by little? Okay,that is definitely an exaggeration but I’ve been told that I have a penchant for drama. Although my birthday is why I was able to sneak in this little break to drop a hello.So,it has its pros and cons,like most things.
Cheers,Goodbye,Good-day and I will see you very soon!
I’d like to start off with the way most good things start: “Hello! How are you?”I know I haven’t written in forever and I still am so desperately hard hit for time so this process of very few posts is going to continue for a tad bit longer.I’m so sorry about that!
In a few days have what we call a farewell, which is essentially a formal school-leaving graduation ceremony before all the exams and admission conundrum begins.At the farewell, everyone dresses up to the nines, takes pictures, feels nostalgic and makes several more new memories.As of mid -2017, my schooling, for all intents and purposes is drawing to a close and I have a lot of feelings about it which is what this post is going to be about.
My schooling has made up 14 years of my life( not counting pre-school) and for a 17-year-old that is an awful lot of years.My feelings about being an adult and not a school kid anymore are a plethora of emotions of all degrees and ranges that I’m usually slightly afraid to delve deep into.I’m afraid of feeling too sad, too stuck in the past, too happy or feeling too much altogether.
My schooling has been completed in 3 different schools, all 3 I have different levels of attachment and affection towards, a whole different set of memories from and different people I’ve met and cherished.When I was a child, I considered myself to be the kind of person who finishes their schooling entirely from one place but now I feel very lucky to have experienced three different school environments and places because they’ve shaped me up as a much aware person surrounded by so so many absolutely lovely people, amazing friendships and great teachers.I’ve talked before in my previous post about turning an adult that I suddenly realised time was passing too fast and I had a hard time wrapping my head around it.About this too, I feel that way, I can’t believe I’m a senior and I’m going to college this year.I can’t believe I’m turning 18 and nor can I believe I’m going to be out of high school this year.
Honestly, I don’t want to grow up.Of course, do, but most of me really doesn’t.To someone who’s older this must seem so absurd given how young I really am, but I just want to be a child again, a teenager again and do it all over again because it seems to be the happiest time ever and I miss it so so much already.
I am also extremely excited about the new phase of my life and cannot wait to begin with college.I’m excited to meet the new people, to soak up the new atmosphere and to just live a different kind of life.When I moved here 2 years back, I was gifted ” The Five People You Meet In Heaven” by my cousins and I read it on the flight here.One of the first quotes in that book is,“All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.” This quote impacted my outlook on living in a new city greatly and even now I choose to believe that this ending is my new beginning and better things await me in my life henceforth.
Here’s to every class,every notebook,every piece of lost stationary,every teacher who’s taught me so diligently,every class party,all food we’ve had during classes in utmost secrecy , to all certificates received with the biggest smiles, the music parties during lunches, the swings, the walks around the school, every stage performance, every time I’ve danced in school, all the conversations in the hallways, every time I’ve run a race,the lunches finished before the official lunch,all the excursions and day trips,all the programme practices,every piece of art I’ve made,every school building of mine,all school assemblies I’ve made faces about attending,every competition I’ve been in representing my school, every t time I’ve held a microphone, every ball I’ve kicked, every walk under the trees in school, to all medals I’ve won, every report card I’ve received, all the school bus rides and the drama that ensued inside the buses,all the older children we’ve idolised,all the younger ones I’ve helped, every person who has been a part of my schooling at any of my three schools: Thank you for making me who I am today.I’m so so thankful all that happened.I would not have it any other way.
THIS POST’S QUESTION: What is your fondest school memory? Comment below with what you think about it,I’d love to hear from you!
With less than 4 months left to my own 18th birthday and all my friends and classmates turning 18 already, the thoughts of really being a grown up and coming of age have started to gain a strong foothold within me. It is sometimes scary, sometimes something to look forward to, sometimes nerve-racking and sometimes liberating.
With these comes a wave of strong nostalgia and wrapping my head around the passage of time.Till I was 10, I couldn’t wait to grow up.Time seemed to go slowly and I was acutely aware of each passing month.When I turned 11, time suddenly sped up and before I knew it, I was 14 and off to a new school and for the first time in my life I felt myself wondering,”Where did all this time go?”The same happened all through high school.And even now, am going I still find myself wondering how in the world I am going to be 18 years old.
The best part of it for me currently is to escape the constant tussle between being a child and an adult that being a teenager is all about.I’ll still be a teenager for two more years but no one will accuse me of growing up too fast or acting too grown up when I am a child or behaving like a child when I should be more mature .(On second thought, maybe I’ll still not be escaping this one.)
Adulthood.The sheer act of being 18 years old.Still, a teenager but also carrying the title of being an adult.That is what I am approaching now.And I still wonder what the whole fuss is about.I still feel the same, probably still will.And what all does being an adult really offer? Voting rights( in most countries), more independence, more responsibility and to act more mature and deal with ‘real’ problems.But with great independence comes great responsibility.( In the style of the Spiderman movies circa 2002)
But does it mean I can’t read young adult fiction when I’m a not so young adult ? Or I can’t watch animation films or cartoons because they are for children, something I will effectively not be anymore? Can I not crack poor jokes anymore because that is childish?These thoughts scare me, hence the title.Seeming doomlike, because I still enjoy animation movies and like cracking poor jokes at times and I love young adult fiction.
Also, as a reminder to you all of how old you are(Why would I suffer with these nostalgia waves and realisations of passage of time alone?) As of next year all the quintessential 90’s kids would not be kids anymore, us being the 1999 bunch.
Talking of the 90’s I would like to conclude, with hope and with what Monica said to Rachel in Friends when she had her own rite of passage of sorts,” Welcome to the real world! It sucks! You’re going to love it!”
THIS POST’S QUESTION: When did you first realise that time was passing too fast or that you were now a grown up? Comment below with what you think about it,I’d love to hear from you!
Let me start off with an apology for being late and for this post too.I have exams going on currently and they will go on for a while due to which I have an acute shortage of time to enjoy the finer things in life ,like writing.But,since I love the conversation and connection a blog post gives me,I decided to post anyway.This is my very first post here all the way from 10 months back.I decide that I might as well do a throwback rather than nothing,because there may be a chance you haven’t read the post,so its new for you and we get to chat down in the comments. Here we go.
Its been about 9 months since I have been blogging.Since then,we (Who are approaching 700 numerically,woah!) have been talking about a variety of subjects ranging from literature to travel memoirs.I say we,because while I’m the one behind the post,you all ,in the comments are the ones who make this experience more than just having a diary.Thank you so much.
Over these months,I’ve been nominated for a few awards by you all.It makes me feel so glad and it’s such an honour.Now,since I’m stuck for time and also lazy,I wanted to do something as a thank you for nominating me for those awards,giving me great feedback and suggestions and giving me so much love.
As I was mulling over what to do,I came across a notebook of mine with a list I’d made when I’d just started the blog.It was a list of 20 things I wanted in life.I loved how a list only 7-8 months old could make me feel warm , fuzzy and so happy.Since most awards require me to either answer questions about myself or reveal some facts about me I figured that since this list gives you a great insight into me,this would be the best thing to commemorate all this time together.So, without further ado,here it is transcribed into a set of 0 and 1’s.(That is,typed out and in front of your eyes,digitally.)
20 THINGS I WANT IN LIFE :
Write regularly.Work hard on the blog.
See the world.Travel.
Become better at photography.
Have a photo wall with photos of all places you’ve been to.
To be able to donate something,anything regularly.
Continue sketching and hone it.Have an art wall in my house.(I have a thing with decorated themed walls.I’ll talk about it in some other post)
A better and deeper understanding of people.(More so my own gender!)
Have at least one dog.
To be safe and healthy.
A house facing the ocean.(I also have a thing about beaches and the ocean.This sounds like an impractical but charming idea.)
Try video blogging or blogging,as it is called.
Have a job which requires creativity,ingenuity and for me to fully express myself.
Decorate the house with travel knick -knacks.
A more accepting society that believes in equality and is averse to any and all forms of discrimination.
Maturity with a sense of fun and adventure.
To have my moral compass in the right place.
To not be afraid to speak out for what is right and what is wrong.
A safer world.
To keep learning new things ,new skills try new things and have new experiences every day.
Maintain and hone my optimism and have the courage to take life and its many challenges head-on and in a positive manner.
THIS POST’S QUESTION: What is one thing you really want in life? Comment below with what you think about it,I’d love to hear from you!
Lets talk about growing up with the Harry Potter series through an open letter to its author,J.K Rowling today.
Dear J.K. Rowling,
I write this letter pretty late,in the larger scheme of things. I’ve loved your brainchild for nearly a decade now and decided ,for obvious reasons that something this life defining for me must be appreciated. Hence,I write an open letter,which is about the only way I could ever hope to reach you.
I encountered the first book in the series when my primary school librarian specially picked it out and offered it to me as she felt that it was something I would love.I was an innocent,book loving child who had no idea that she was being given something that was going to define so much of the person I would be and would matter to me so much.
I didn’t quite realise,but I’d just opened the door to becoming a more voracious reader,a more open-minded person,learning to love words and languages ,many interesting conversations and so many friendships.I learnt to value what I have, for some people do not have even that.I learnt to be loyal,steadfast and brave.To always have courage and do the right thing even if no one stands by you.To value family and love the people I have in my life,instead of thinking about those that I don’t. To be a better friend and to be who I am,instead of conforming to someone else’s definition of what is ‘cool’ and what is ‘weird’.It taught me,most importantly to believe that magic ,in some form or the other is lurking just around the corner and that all we have to do is,look.
I wanted to tell you how proud I am of how far you’ve come. We’ve all read the stories of when you were writing the book,going through life’s worst situations but I feel like you haven’t been appreciated enough for being the strong,brave,courageous woman you are.The way you didn’t lose hope even when you faced rejection,inspires me,the writer, to not lose hope and believe in myself.Even though I didn’t actually grow up with the books,I was much too young to read them while they actually came out,I want to tell you that I did end up growing up with them.So many of us did.
The book series was in bookstores from 1997 to 2007.The Harry Potter movies ran in theatres from 2001 to 2011. Harry Potter and The Cursed Child,the ‘eighth’ story was staged in London on 7th June 2016 and continues to be staged.The first movie in the new Harry Potter spin-off series,Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them hits theatres on the 18th of November 2016.A spin off series,a whole second world you created within the world that you already had, with new words,new people and a whole new century is happening and taking us all home again.Because that what you’ve given us,or me,at least in that apparently fictitious world of yours.I can always find the warmth and coziness of home waiting for me a book ,play or movie away.I still,re-read the book series and learn something new or get a better perspective on the things I’m dealing with in life.So,even though its nowhere near enough and would probably never suffice or do justice to what this world of yours has been and continues to be for me,thank you.
I’m thankful that all was well, even though it kept me yearning for more.Most of all,I’m thankful that Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number 4,Privet Drive, were proud that they were perfectly normal,thank you very much.
THIS POST’S QUESTION: Have you read/watched the Harry Potter Series? If yes,what have you personally,learnt from it? Comment below with what you think about it,I’d love to hear from you!