During my vacations, I felt bored and exhausted at the same point and I tried to figure out how that could be. So, I did what I always do when I’m confused – ordered a book off Amazon, and I thought it’ll work because books always work, they make you mad, and they change your thought angle by a lot of degrees, but surprisingly, I finished it in two days and I didn’t realise what it tried to say. So, I thought let’s use the age-old remedies, watch a movie and have lunch outside, but then I realised I didn’t wanna try either one with any of the people I already know, nor by myself.
I wanted to go and have fun with a total stranger, and after having lunch and saying goodbye, I never wanted to meet him/her again. And I wanted to meet a new stranger sorta everyday. And when I described this problem to people I know, they thought that I’d either gone bonkers or this was just one of my teenage phases. But, I think I’ve been through them, and this didn’t feel like one. And then I realised I was sick of routine, the usual school, classes, chatter, teachers, homework, projects, I was and still am so sick of that. I was sick of my life being so fixed, so predictable. I could actually anticipate other people’s reactions in a conversation because now I ‘d known the same people for so many years. And for the first time in my life, I was sick of being an introvert. SO, I changed my status to – ” I’m in love with cities I’ve never been to and people I’ve never met.” (Courtesy of John Green) I was so sick of my everything being so certain…. And i know it’s ironic based on my last post. But I still feel it. And I really wish I had an epic ending to this blog post. But I don’t. This feels like the complaints and hues of a teenager, but trust me, they’re not. In my opinion, they’re bigg
er than that.
The black comedy 