Regular weekend.. how would you describe it even? You’d get up early than the rest of the world, wondering and scratching your head as to why you actually woke up early, the mother’s call to you to get up and help her out at the kitchen, and then you’d feel like this old lady where you’d hear something cracking, you’d look at your dad, but it’s not cause of your dad, but your back making that kind of crack sound. Now that GIF of an old lady saying – “I’m 23 years old”, having no teeth at all makes so much sense.
23.. a number, a life journey, an age, a plus one, that tens and units just depicts so much. When being that small child, you just had the life where your job was to just eat, sleep, do potty, play with toys (although I was one of those kids who never played with toys, but was all by myself) You’d be given the same sweater your brother wore when he was a tot. I still remember that I spent more time at the babysitter’s place than mine, because grandparents couldn’t take care cause of old age, and sweet was that babysitter that I am thankful even today that she took care of me!
Today, when I look back, and this may sound like an old lady describing all of her wrinkles on her face, I’m describing each pimples on my face and saying this that I never expected myself to type something actually. I know myself how bad am I into writing stories, writing experiences and I’d fear each time about grammatical errors each time, because I know currently somebody is reading this blog and would judge me, but won’t give a verdict at all. People judge over mosquito bites, but won’t judge over what’s wrong in the blog heh. Forgot to add this, I think I have seen so much of heart breaks that I’ve myself decided like that line from that song, where the lyrics go –
“Maana ke hum yaar nahinhttps://gaana.com/lyrics/maana-ke-hum-yaar-nahin
Lo tay hai ke pyaar nahi
Phir bhi nazrein na tum milana
Dil ka aitbaar nahi
Maana ke hum yaar nahi”
Oh Lord, I ain’t ranting at all! Is it me talking about my childhood or I’m confusing you with something? NO! It’s my mind talking! It still keeps babling even when I’m asleep and I was almost going to fall asleep that my mind motor started again and I had to type all that my mind is saying right now. Okay, I’m tired, can we have some idlis with one glass of filter kaapi please? I’m hungry.
All plainly my mind talks. Pictures taken from Pexels ; Song Lyrics are from the song “Maana ke hum yaar Nahin”, from the movie “Meri Pyaari Bindu” ; the main image is taken from Google Images.
Be original, be you.
Lots of love. x.