...with my laptop.
In other news..I will turn 2* in less than two months...kidding..I have no shame in admitting it..23.
Hmm. So here's what I am going to do. An experiment, which worked wonders the first time I tried it. I will write 23 posts before I turn 23. Timelines and me are good!
Here's the first.
Every time we played house-house when we were adorable little girls, there were two things I was always consistent about:
-My name was never Veda. I did not like my name.
-I was always 23. I believed that at at this particular age something great would happen..I would have achieved greatness or figured out the purpose of my existence or something along those lines..
What Changed?
-I was wrong about my name. Its actually very very cool. I love it now. Veda. Veda. Veda! :P
-So close to 23 and nowhere near achieving anything substantial. (discounting the 50-60 thousand words I've managed to- academically- write up in the past 2 years - which not only killed my creative writing, but also almost killed this blog.)
If I could be wrong about my name, chances are I'm wrong about the 'magic age' as well.
22 is a funny age, it really is..Your not a kid (fact that was drilled into my brain when a few kids threw a few of us out of a kids park for trying out their 'slides and swings'! hmph!) AND your not an adult either..Your parents still pay for everything and hence have a huge say in the decisions you make (well, almost all..)
SO maybe 2* wont be too bad, it gives me a masters degree and an adult tag. And that's not too bad for a start, is it?
Sunday 29 January 2012
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3 comments:
the title was catchy! :)
advance birthday wishes!
adnvance congratulations for your degree :)
waw! cool style..lucid thought...n a grt read..:)
I am 25. Though i have not seen most of life, i have seen the trailer. It is not so bad. In my opinion, i feel having the wise counsel of parents by our side, helps us make important decisions regarding careers, finances and future.
I used to get slapped and beaten by teachers at school and parents at home. At that time, i did not why i was going through those painful experiences. I hated them in a distant past. I was wrong then. The path they chose to impart life's lessons may not be precise but when i see that Grief is a powerful emotion and i am not affected it anymore, i know that the results have been amazing!
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