I was sure I had heard something.
It was not Ryland and it couldn’t be Owlie since she slept in during her holidays.
My cat continued her self-spa treatment, moving on to clean her sides.
Two minutes later, a guy almost as tall as me walked out of the room beside mine. He had a black jacket on and pulled out a chair from the dining table, sat down, and began tying his shoes.
I hate being sick. In fact, I almost pray that I don’t get sick before or during my exams. But, the universe almost always has different plans.
Moreover, Elena coming over to my place and sniggering at me, while I could barely keep my eyes open or move, was adding fire to the flame.
‘Please don’t laugh at me,’ I groaned into my pillow.
There are times when things just happen. When you just move, not being in control and not knowing how you can change being in that state.
And it feels pathetic.
It becomes one problem after the next till a time comes when you don’t understand where it originally started from and you’re stuck feeling not okay.
Know what you want. What you originally wanted. What you’re doing to your surroundings and in turn, how your surrounding is reacting.
Honestly, it was more exciting last year. First, the fresher’s year is fun, due to all the changes in your life. The second year becomes slightly less exciting, but at least it’s your first time knowing your way around campus. Thus, the second year goes seeing (or laughing at and helping) the “new freshers” trying to find their footing.
After that, it just passes. It doesn’t matter. After that, you’re only interested in how to get by your own college years, before they are over, in the blink of an eye and the work load increases.
There’s supposed to be a garden somewhere between Rudesheim and Assmanshausen in Germany, close to the River Rhine. The Prince who built the garden, with it’s planning and everything, built a long dark tunnel from the entrance, where the horses and carriages stood, to the actual entrance of the garden.
So dark that it was difficult to see anything as the walls curve and twist, but in the center, there stood a wizard, pointing to the right direction ahead and a brick which shifts in the ceiling to allow some light to pass into the tunnel, before the dark tunnel would once again envelope them.
It makes me feel like I’m swaying in the whole process before I got selected in a college.
Does anyone remember the time, in the last few months of high school, with the college applications and interviews and that fear of just getting through into the next stage of life? Of course, getting over with school was a huge relief, I was looking forward to college! If I got selected, that is… heh!
Now, after two years, I makes me feel like I’m still looking around. I’m still seeing what else I can do? I’m interested in so much more!
It’s the way this family handles the problems. Aranya is a go-getter and she hates being held by the collar. I was expecting her to quit, but I had also expected it to be very sudden and over.
But she thought quite a lot about it. Even aunty, who gave the suggestions must’ve figured out the story but she didn’t say or ask anything. She gave her suggestions and ended the conversation.
She wanted Aranya to make the decision for herself and think.
Guess what? It’s our birthday today (twins), which is why, since I’m the birthday girl, I get to say whatever I want.
Interestingly, this time, we both didn’t want to celebrate. So, he’s in a University where his exams are starting by the end of April and I’m in a university where my exams are done. So, I’m chilling and he’s going to college each weekday, cribbing about how if the syllabus is finished, they should just give them their preparatory leave already.
When she finally got a seat, her lips where still quivering and she was panting.
She didn’t know if it was the adrenaline or the fact that she had been humiliated in public.
But as it started to subside, she was beginning to hate the day. It had been tough to get out of bed right at the start. She had been busy completing the last of her submissions for this week.
Have you ever had a moment, with your significant other, where you’re just like, “Babe, I love you but please, go to sleep now. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
And this is not one of those moments when you’ve had a fight. This is a general, you come home, rest a bit, look at your phone but you just don’t want to talk.