Wednesday, June 30, 2010

It's my own flavor


A fresh new morning, a hot cup of energizing Bournvita, a cold bubble bath and the same old routine. At the beginning of the day, some say “Hope today turns out really productive” but most of the others say “Here comes another boring day…….” But, it’s rather unusual that such thoughts never seem to run through me. Why? Because that’s what I am. I am completely different or should I say ‘I turn out completely different.’ Like everyone else, even I get easily inspired by things and start with others’ styles but as I slowly reach towards the end, it turns out quite different. It becomes my own, my original. Well, what’s the use of the same worn and torn out ideas? But some people never seem to understand this. They feel lazy to try out something new. Like, for instance, at the library (the treasure house of every school), I am never found close to any particular locker. I keep on my wild hunt for something new, a book whose pages are very less flipped by, crisp and clear. In contrast to my versatility, my best friend wants to set up a record of finishing up the whole “Secret Seven” series. It’s not that she isn’t versatile but it is just that our categories differ. To try out something different, if we both exchange our shoes for a day, we both know what the consequences would be like. They would be a total mess and we’ll just end up in discomfort. It’s just that we need to be who we are. So, fill your own colours, set up you own musical theme, dance to your own beats, try out those new spices and begin a marathon for your dreams!

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Yawns.....

My holidays went pretty well but as usual, I did nothing "productive", as mom calls it. I can see, as the days are passing , I am getting more and more moody. Like, one sunny afternoon, I take up my paint box in high spirits, but in a few minutes, I just forget everything and begin doodling out something on the paper, spilling paint all over. It's just that I've changed so much. And I can't help it. At the beginning of my hols, I was such a cheerful, sincere and fun loving girl who used to get up at 7.30 every morining, and get her hair plaited by her mom and now, I seem such an unruly girl who gets up not earlier than 10 am, doesn't step out of the house in the fresh air, watches tv the whole day, has put on a lot of weight and has got her hair look not more than a sparrow's nest. And YEAH! That's me. I feel ashamed of myself and even as I am typing all this, I wish I could knock some sense into myself. It's not that I am different from all other children of my age... But, it's not a good thing either. I tried to change a bit, in between and got mom to wake me up earlier and plait my hair. But after two days, she got bored of it and I turned over to my old lazy routine. I wish I could have been a bit more active during those days.... But now, there's no time to get active. I just feel the days getting shorter and shorter. It's like I get up , have my breakfast, study a bit, watch some tv and run off to tution. Then I come back and get a power nap, study, have dinner, update my diary and sleep off. This was all about routine that has finally got fixed up but I need to become the cheerful "me" again :)