Being 22 is no mean job. And I am
not enjoying it. Firstly, there is this feeling that oh-God am I one of those
who are twenty-two. Darn! My sis got married two months after her 22nd
birthday. And if that isn’t enough to scare the living daylights out of me,
there is this feeling that I am insufficiently decked up and sent to the warfront.
What –where- who- how-when?
I have seriously begun to feel
that I am too naive. There are people around me who know so much and it all
comes naturally to them-- how to handle people, how to see the reality, when to put a full stop, when to put your foot down, when to create a ruckus, when to say this-is-it, whom to believe, whom not to
believe, when to say what, when to caress and when to keep distance. In fact
people younger to me are better versed than me in the ways of the world. I have
grown up in the same environment as them.. Was I sleeping all this while??? Was
I? No, I just kept my distance. Even I should have picked up some clever foxy-stuff from the world around me
perhaps. But I never wanted to, I still don't want to. And I don't want to be at loss bcz of my ignorance either.
People around me now seem to
know saner stuff when it comes to men, women, relationships, etc etc.. Or is it that
things going on in other people’s lives always seem less complicated than those
in ours? Because till now I used to be someone whom people came to..I used to
know stuff.. I used to be smarter in pacifying people, handling situations. Or
was it just an illusion? Now it seems that the equation has changed. And I have
become the doe-eyed mystified girl who isn’t real sure of her next step, who is
so afraid of trusting her own decisions, who doesn’t want to give now, if that
would mean emotional dependence; who promises herself everyday to never let
anyone near her. I was not like this. I was happy and sure. I never cared about
looks much .. I used to belong to the kind who value the brains..but suddenly
my trust in myself, my decisions all seem to have shaken. You wouldn’t know
your feeling. Try walking on slippery surface you might feel what I’m feeling.
Unsure, perplexed, unsteady and weak in an alien land among people I know so
well..but whom I barely know.
To hell with the ‘essential goodness’ crap..i always believed in. It was just that.. crap.
To hell with the ‘essential goodness’ crap..i always believed in. It was just that.. crap.
I just wrote this, but you know,
this is NOT the kinda girl I wanna be. Those innocent ideas I don’t want to
forego. I want to live in the old world where there was no resentment, distrust,
no struggle within and no horror of being taken for a ride. When my own word
was the last word to me.
Suddenly the scene changes. I
recall Jab We Met. When Anshuman refuses to see things through Geet’s worldview
and tells Aditya in his super-loser tone something to this effect: “Wo sochti hai zindagi ek sapna hai..wo sochti hai ye uske sapno ki duniya hai..wo sachai nahi dekhna chahti”
..and Aditya tells him mockingly, “Aur tumne use vishwas dila diya ki yeh uske sapno ki duniya nahi hai”
..and Aditya tells him mockingly, “Aur tumne use vishwas dila diya ki yeh uske sapno ki duniya nahi hai”