So here I'm. First day of my vacation. Morning was boring and very hectic because when your exams get over and you are free, your parents start to think that now you are good enough only for doing 'ghar ka kaam'. And believe me or not, my mother does blackmail me into that but eventually I have to agree with her. (That's gonna be the story of my life...remember it).
The afternoon was wonderfull and not as scary as I expected it because the only thing I had been expecting to be frightening and scare the hell out of me was totally just a whoosh of air. Me and my other blogger friend were watching 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose'. While the other friend was hearing some noises in the background while we were watching the movie and also was quite frightened by the fact that it was based on a true story, I on the other hand was laughing at weird situations and was just trying to adjust my sitting position from time to time because I found it boring. The film that scared the shit out of people left me awed. Yeah right! Awed because it was constantly in my mind why wasn't I frightened? Thanks to Indian standards of plagiarizing that I was introduced to this most frightening act beforehand. Because the '1920' film of Bollywood was ditto as the 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose'.
The most exciting part was referring to some parts of this movie to my friend every time a similar thing happened around us while we were taking a walk. Take for instance, the pollution hovering above us (Yeah, we live in an industrial area so its normal for us) and I would tell her that 'something's burnin' you know' and she would be like 'stop talking about that thing everytime'. And when she told me to 'wait till I call you at 3 am to wish you', which is by the way the 'Devil Hour' according to Christianity, I told her that wait till I scare the hell out of you when you call me.
It was so wonderful to talk to my friends totally at ease after such a long time that it released all the pent up stress which happened to be piling up during exam time. Well, I'm happy that they are over but the fact is that the day I had been hoping for, from the time when I stepped into the world called 'school' - the Departure Day as I say it, was very emotional for me because this is the time when you realise that your teachers aren't your foes, your 'Kaminey Friends' aren't just friends, they are your soulmate no matter what you think of them. The school premises seem to be more attractive and welcoming than they were before, the prayer hall more cool and calm and spiritual and the colors on the wall more brighter than they seemed when you painted them with your posters during 'School Elections' or during competitions. I envy those little kids who are in the nursery or in the first grade who have got a long way to enjoy their life ahead and dream of big things that are much giant than their heights. But like I thought, they are also thinking of the time when they will get out of school life and enjoy the future. I want to to go them and tell them by shaking each and everbody so forcefully so that they pay attention to me and say that 'live it here and now, this won't come again and when the time comes to look back at the things you didn't let yourself do because of fear of getting expelled or getting caught, you'll REGRET it'. So am I regretting it now. Why did I thought about only the future? Why didn't I lived the moment there and then and let the future take care of itself?
These are just the questions now which carry no meaning until they take me back to the haven- to my childhood. My only wish the next day, for my birthday tomorrow is to get back my childhood. Impossible but plausible it is. I so really want it to happen that I would leave my present life for it. I'm even ready to experience that kind of fear that makes you pee in your pants and remind you of every nerve in your body just because you didn't do the homework and you're going to be the next 'OUT-standing Student' of the class. I want to climb up the slide from downwards again and I want to fail at doing so again. Be that awfully ignorant about the world outside that you only know your existence in that place, in that world.
Hope is what remains now...... HB to me next day!