Wrap up time; End of another play
I had been waiting for this since long, I love changes, I love freedom and so the whole idea of moving out of college had always appeared so adventurous to me. But the final date gives me jitters. Although the college has been pretty monotonous, but now I feel going out of here would make life all the more humdrum. Just three months left, the climax of this play called “college life” is just next-door. I don’t want this play to end; not because I love it, but because its end would lead to the start of another play and this new play is going to be a HORROR SHOW. Till now all my plays were scripted by me, but were directed by my parents; if it went well, the accolades were mine and if it ended in a catastrophe, the directors were to be damned. Now after 3 months, this responsibility will be handed over to me. After this the life is going to offer me with much more I can handle. From now I can’t just bang into someone’s car n call up papa to help me with it. I won’t be able to shout on anyone I feel like, thinking that if something goes wrong, pa will mend it. I can’t just flow money like water feeling that I have two 24 hr ATMs called dad n mom. And above all I won’t be able to blurt my favorite lines “I don’t take orders” or “who are you to tell me that???” to anyone I wish to. In a way, this new grimace of freedom is going to cost me so much on my present freedom that allows me to do anything. From now I’ll have to watch my steps, as my custodians are letting me free on my wish. Jesus!!! Its now that I realize their real worth. Its now that I realize how difficult it becomes detach yourself from that invisible umbilical cord and be solely responsible for your acts. Its now I realize that growing up is not always fun. Its now that I realize that broken knees were better….