A jovial start

It’s 11 at night and it seems to be a start...Beginning of the night ahead.

“Half of my heart” by John Mayer plays and I sing along. Though I hardly have the kind of voice you would like to hear but still I like singing, at least to me.

It has been more than a month since my exams got over and college ended but still the feeling hasn't sink in.

I don’t know why it still feels the same: post exam break, idling around at home and looking forward to getting back to hostel. Though all this has recently ended but the memories are still afresh and here I realize that memories are indeed a treasure for lifetime. But, then one needs to budge forward in life.

Now finally after this more than a month long stay at home, I am ready to hop into a new phase and embark on a new beginning. It is after three years that I have stayed at home this long (was a little difficult though, to give in my freedom but then Home is where the heart is!).

It’s the time when I’m socially active. Every new day I end up meeting a new cousin or a new aunt and in the Kashmiri families there is no end to all this savoir-faire stuff! (Mind you there isn't any sarcasm intended ;) Anyways amid all this I learnt a little cooking though nothing mouth-watering-ly delicious but one can digest it without much torture. Mum says practice makes one perfect so people around me need to go through the ordeal till I become a fine cook.

Then there was this new finding (a sad one though), I realised there is a side to me which ought to be looked into: that is being spontaneous. I sometimes get into the binge and then suddenly withdraw when things become hard to handle or just when something inside says Quit (Melodramatic this might sound). I hope people around don’t murder me for this attitude of mine. 

Perfection is a flaw, so why be perfect. Rather love yourself the way you are and try finding bliss.