The girl, whose room I am a part of, is very careless regarding me. She never cleans me up. I am dusted almost every other day but thanks to her mother, she cleans the room everyday and to me too , since I am a part of it.
The girl, acts like
she is playing guitar in front of me, one of the string of the guitar has been
broken still, she skips it and continues with the other left out strings. Oh
man, she doesn’t know to make good music . I hope she learns it as soon as
possible.
Yet , I have been part of her various first time things,
like the first time she got the bang hair-cut ( I guess that’s what we call it
), she exclaimed as she saw herself In me, “hey I can’t recognize myself.”
She has cried in front of me at various time, I consider
some of them to be normal mood swings-hormones wins kind of situations, but the things do get serious at some points of time. She cried when she had fights with her friends, and she cried when
one of her results were declared. Ugh, I am not much aware about her results as
she resented talking about it ( to me too, I mean to herself).
I was super proud of myself when once I over heard her speaking that
looking at mirror and reading novels in
front of it is way better than sitting dumb in front of tv. I felt proud but I
know, it was not a complement for me! Also she wanted to decorate me with
various coloured lights ( she said that her life looks colourful that way!, )
I have seen her sleep, I have seen her waking up dizzy at
mornings when she would be worried about all the tests which are going to
happen in her college for which she
hasn’t prepared. Then she would study for sometime and nothing more is to be
expected from her, she would run late for the college.
More than anyone else, she fights against time.
I have seen her applying make up for special occasions,(
well, I don’t know how make up makes
them attractive, I find it very unnecessary, but the confidence they get after
making up is reflected as shine in their eye, ) and I have seen her breaking
down at times too.
Yes , she is careless, yet she keeps me occupied most of the
time and it is great be a important part of somebody’s life as they regard you
as themselves. She talks to me as she is talking to herself and I know I
shouldn’t boast it but I know her secrets more than anyone. I can make out when
she is pretending thigs or when she means the things she speaks out.
Why am I telling you all these today!?
Well, since her college classes has begun, the frequency of
her visits to be has been decreased. I feel abundant now and I get bored alone.
I saw here today when she was about to leave for her classes, as usual, late
again.
Her fight against time is still going on.
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