It's strange how lonely the thought of being alone, stepping into a new world is. My school life will end in about 9 months. I guess 9 months is enough time to rewire my mind. I want to get less attached to places and things but I for one, am an emotional tornado. Once I start feeling, I can never really stop. I guess that explains why I have so many collections. Keyrings, coins, diaries, pebbles, magnets, and even dried flowers and leaves. So many feelings. So many attachments.
(It takes 9 months to create a human, and here I am just trying to reset my mindset, it cannot be that hard, right? )
I feel like it will be hard for me to accept that this will be my last “school” summer break before the new reality hits. I was watching Modern Family and something from it really stuck with me:
“There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You'd think the dreamers would find the dreamers, and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not, the opposite is true. See, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists? Well, without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.”
―Modern Family
I think I’ll always fall in the bracket of dreamers, because imagination and dreams are the things that keep me going. Even when reality tries so hard to barge in.
I wrote something after so many days, I was waiting to get free from exams, then I realized these will be the last unit 1 exams that I’ll give in my school life. I thought about this quote then :
“I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.”
Here’s something I wrote, that relates to this quote:
“People hold on to things, memories and emotions,
just to let them go.
For you can't hold on forever,
even if you wanted to.”
Moving on, I've been holding on to this random thought for a very long time(it’s now time to let it go). I thought about writing another blog entirely on this random thought, but “kal ho na ho,” so i’m placing it here itself. ( plus, I'm too lazy to start another blog before finishing this one). So, here is a piece of my mind, for you:
People Are Like That Sometimes…
Context: it was raining heavily on May 7.
Somebody released a ton of thermocol balls in the air
I thought they were ‘ole' ( hail), got super excited, and called everyone to the balcony. It wasn't until I held them that I realized what they were.
People are like that sometimes, you don't get to know who they really are until you hold them close enough.
I am fascinated by our universe. I'm fascinated when I think of how rain emerges from nothingness. A silent sky or a settled cloud.
People are like that sometimes, their silence doesn't always mean peace, sometimes a storm is brewing within. Thunder is ready to pour down. Usually at the wrong place, at the wrong time.
It s crazy to think how people are more alike than we can ever imagine and it's even crazier to think how nature and people are just similar souls in different bodies.
Coming back to where I started, I feel like there will always be some people you'll always be close to. Family, closest friends. But you'll also make new connections, some for a long time some for a short while. You'll always have new things to collect and old ones would get discarded. But that doesn't mean you lost your attachment, that just means you grew. You grew to like something else more and that's all right. It's okay to be scared of endings, but once you accept life as it is and hope to have a new beginning, everything falls into place. Because in the end, people, things, nature- all are similar souls with different bodies.
