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Random day, Random Thoughts #5

 

"It’s been 20 days, 20 long days"  I thought. I hadn't had any significant venture out of my place. The yellow-painted wall of my study-room stared at me, maybe waiting for me to leave the place, leaving it alone. I had my major exams coming up and  it would have been  a sin if I left the room (which is an indirect measure of the break I took) for a long time. I had tried enough to keep my brain focused but everything has got its own limits, right?

I stood up and text one of my friends with whom I had lost touch for some time or so. All I knew was, time won’t matter and once we began talking  or chatting and things would be just the same, as if we  have known each other since ages! I texted, asking for the time he would be available for a talk. Yep, I had to wait for response as its me who is spending monotonous day which if continued, could become unproductive.

Task done! He agreed and we had almost 1hour long talk. He was so cheerful while talking! He mentioned he experiences, good and bad, happy and sad and was excited as he mentions the way life is going to enter a new phase within a few months. I knew I wasn’t on the same energy level he was at but the talk has definitely uplifted me and I questioned, if I was being too hard on myself. He sounded happy yet, ambitious. At the very moment, I was feeling just the opposite, sad and un-ambitious.

My mind was back in the silent room, feeling blank. From the room downstairs, the voice of dramatic TV episodes was unavoidable. I went downstairs, grabbed my jacket and asked my mom if she would like to join me for a walk. Maybe, that was just a formality and she knew that I wanted to join her for the walk. She informed my grandmother of the plan and we headed outside, aimlessly yet intently.

It was cool outside. Peaceful. My chaotic mind was then being calmed down with the monetarily-insignificant yet happy and playful moments in other people’s lives. There were ladies, living in neighborhood, laughing and gossiping about every possible topic in this world. The little kind were riding their bicycles, away (most probably ignorant) from the worries of what the future might bring.

There were a few men returning from their jobs, a little tired and a little relieved after making the contribution of the day for a living and seeing their return, their wives happily welcoming them having smiles the widest and eyes the brightest. Was that for the love? Satisfactions? relieve? I want able to figure out what lit them up but they seemed happy. With a tap on my shoulder bringing me back to the reality, my mom instructed me to walk a bit faster. I didn’t realize when did I pace down, looking at the sights the normal people had to offer. Wait, I was not abnormal but a little disconnected from some experiences which until now seems in-significant but not anymore!

We kept walking and I kept observing and absorbing. The evening soon turned dark and moonless. The lights inside the homes flickered and were turned on, indicating the end of their evenings and their life was back to their families having dinner and heartly talks making up for the time they spent without each other, having their time of the day.

Calm and soothing, isn’t it ?


Thank you

ANU.

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