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Some ‘Grown-up’ Thoughts on School

Let’s talk about school and adulthood today.

I graduated from school in 2017; about three years ago. In the three years I’ve been out of school (and in college) I have come to gradually realise how much of a bubble school really puts you in. When you’re in school, life is easy and very sorted. You have to do your homework, give all your tests and study the syllabus. There are no big surprises or plot twists, it is how it was years ago and it will continue to be the same way.

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This post is one I’ve been considering making for quite a while, as this is something I’ve been thinking for some time. I have almost made it several times, but I felt a bit greedy making this post. I already had a great school life, all 14 years if it, I had my share of it so what more do I want? This is all you get, that’s the whole deal. But this time, my Instagram followers voted for this post so, here you go. (If you too want to one of the unfortunate souls that will be blamed for my future posts, please, by all means, follow my Instagram )

In school, your worries include not being on top of your assignments, the marks you get on those assignments, who you will be sitting within the class, where you will be sitting when the break is if you can convince your teacher to give you a free period, how to sneak into the ground to play, teachers and subjects you like or dislike and other things which in hindsight, seem extremely pointless. You know, I do concede that it might have been pointless but you can’t deny it was dependable. It is a whole world that swallows you in and you don’t realise just how sheltered it has kept you till it coughs you out when you become an adult.

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I realise that as someone who is still in college I haven’t quite escaped the bubble yet and so maybe I haven’t earned the right to talk about this yet. However, since I’ve started to feel the bubble thinning, I will be talking about it and since this is a blog post you cant really stop me. (Haha) In school, you are protected from the real world. You are protected from any real worries. There is a discipline, a timetable, a uniform, most of your big moments are moments that would not matter much once you’re out of school.

In the real world, you have to worry about getting a job and building a resume and getting a house and rising higher and getting fired (Basically money) and your mom is not going to be able to stand up for you if she thinks you’re being unfairly treated. In the real world, people aren’t as nice, or as disciplined. Things don’t follow such order or schedules. There are surprises, plot twists and life takes you in completely different and unexpected directions.

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When my “real life” gets especially hard, I often find myself missing that bubble, that comfort, that sense of home that I associate with school. Don’t get me wrong, I am happy to be grown up and an adult and my 10 years old self could not imagine anything better but sometimes, I miss school. I know this isn’t a universal opinion, I was lucky enough to have had a great school experience and to have loved school. I miss the biggest things in my calendar being tests and competitions and doing many things at the same time and having silly things like annual functions to look forward to. I crave the comfort of a life that is sorted; I do my homework and I study well and I get good grades and things are well. To put it simply, I miss the predictability of school.

I’ve been in three schools over my schooling and while they were certainly not all of the same standard(Major major divides here!) I miss each differently and depending on what I am nostalgic for at that moment. I have also realised that more than my individual schools, I miss the institution itself. The stability, the security. “Real life” is full of far too many surprises and twists and turns, it is like being put on a roller coaster after having ridden only a carousel before.

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Even as I say this, I realise, of course, the bubble has to be popped. I know that. I know we have to grow up and fly out, spread our wings and build our lives. It is the curse of the affliction that is being human. For the most part, I love being an adult, I love the independence and I like having control and choices and all the other delights that come with it. All I’m saying is, sometimes, just some very times, I miss the simple joys and blissful ignorance I lived in as a child. I really hope someday I will stop feeling this way but I strongly suspect that it’s a lifelong thing. Oh, the Shakespearean nature of it all, as a child I envied the grown adult’s independent life and an adult I crave a child’s sheltered one. Well played, life, well played.

THIS POST’S QUESTION: Do you miss school or are you happy to have left it? Comment below with what you think about t,I’d love to hear from you!

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Where Was I And An Introduction For What’s To Come.

Let’s talk about a LOT of things today.

Hi, hello, everyone! It has been so so long. I’m so sorry for disappearing on you! I’ll explain exactly what I was off doing in the next few paragraphs so I hope when you know you’ll go a little easy on me.In any case,  I’m saying sorry louder and again, for the people in the back.

For the past few months when I’ve gone incognito I’ve been up to two major things. One, those being college forms and results and everything on those lines and two being more interesting and enjoyable(But then I think anything would be more enjoyable that college hopping, as I call it.) a big, long amazing vacation to Western Europe!(Pay attention to this one, it comes up a lot.)

In a more detailed version of events, I’ll explain exactly what I was up to every month that I was gone, what I’m up to now and what you can expect from the conversation that we hold here, though this blog.

In May, I spent the month majorly appearing for what remained of my exams, officially passing and graduating from high school and planning the most exciting vacation that was to come the next month.

In June, I spent half the month in Europe, travelling and taking in all that I could with my family.The other, busier half was spent filling college applications and everything that comes along with that long, gruelling process.(If you’re from one of the colleges I’ve applied to please know that this is a lie and I love the college admission process and couldn’t be having more fun.And also, look at my application again, please?)

Currently, I have finished the majority of my “college-hopping” and am awaiting results so that my college can be finalised and all preparations that go into going to college can commence.The good news is, I will definitely have and be in a college in a month.(Wish me luck because I really really need it ! ) The other good news is, I finally have time to write about the mind-blowing vacation I just came back from and I cannot wait to share it here and document all the amazing memories I have made during the vacation!

So, here is a promise I’m making to myself and here that I’ll try to write something every day.I am going to chronicle the entire vacation day-wise, and I’ll try to post as soon as I finish up posts. I’ll know how much time I need for one once I actually work on one and I’ll work accordingly and I promise minimum one post a week.

Apart from this I’m very free right now to talk so comment, email and DM me if you want to chat! I love to talk to you all!(Email and Instagram account  are on the About page)

THIS POST’S QUESTION: Let’s go back to basics. How are you ,today? Comment below with what you think about it,I’d love to hear from you!

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The End Of An Era.

Let’s talk about graduating today.

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.

 

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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.

 

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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.

 

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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.

 

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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!

 

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Learning From Change.

Lets talk about my first day in school(twice).

I have changed schools twice during my total schooling. Once, in 9th grade, again in 11th  grade, because I moved. These two changes, I feel have greatly defined me as a person and have been great learning experiences. The first time around, it was mostly difficult because I’d left a school I’d been in for nearly a decade and was stepping out of my comfort zone. I’d love to be able to tell you that I fit in immediately and I felt like I had been there forever and it was exactly like the movies but the truth this, that was definitely not the case.

The first day of school,I only spoke with the other new girl, because of the fact that we were both new and had that binding us together. It felt like being in some completely foreign place, someone else’s school , certainly not mine. Slowly, as the days passed I found myself getting more and more attached to my new school.It was slow and gradual and certainly taught me a lot. The two major  things I learnt, which are, in my humble opinion,two great life lessons were :-

  • Say Hello first.

Here’s the thing. I was a generally shy person. I am quite an extrovert, but only if you know me. For me, saying hello first was nightmarish. I could be wishing to speak with you but wouldn’t because of the fact that I’m simply too shy to approach you first. This, was the reason my first few days in a new school were difficult. Then, one day, I decided to simply overcome my shyness and say hi first. And that is the story of how I’ve met some o my greatest friends. I learnt my lesson which was :Do not wait for someone else to talk to you first, because, chances are, they’re waiting for you to do the same.

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  • Do not change who you are for anyone or anything.

As someone, in a new school, looking to gain friends and of course, popularity, I will admit to having attempted to at least alter the way I am for the purpose of finding friends and to get people to notice me. It worked a bit, I had a group of people to call friends per se, but I really wasn’t friends with them. Once I let go of my inhibitions and decided that I simply cannot be a mere act anymore, I felt happier. I soon found people who’ll love me for exactly who I was and not who I presented myself to be, and they are now the best people I know.

With these two things learnt and many more over the two wonderful years at that school, I am proud to say, I was heartbroken to leave it. I was so attached and felt like I belonged to this place and couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. I cried,I was saddened, yet I was happy with where I’d come over the two years, how much the school had given me and how much I’d grown in character.

My second school, is a completely different story altogether because armed with experience and my lessons, it was much  much easier. I found friends easily and could strike the balance at where I was going to be for the two years here. It went great and has been my best example of applying what you learn in life and I’m glad I got to at such a young age. I also have the added benefit of simply getting to know so many people, places and things and having friends all around. It feels like a great blessing in disguise, now and a great fortune.