Well, I’ve been travelling a lot. We went first to Peshawar
and Karachi. Karachi was quite a lot of fun what with shopping malls and
beaches. However, now I am home and have been made acutely aware of my
‘nothing-to-do’ situation, what with no internship or job. All I have as my
back up is ‘Ideas for life trust’( an organization I’ve been working with for
the last two years as their unpaid, happily willing research associate), which
sounds more like a family planning guiding unit rather than sending out a piercing
‘violence against women’ vibe, but oh well beggars can’t be choosers.
Its times like these that I am sharply aware of my age which
is not all that much (seeing that I am 20 yrs old), yet it seems a life time is
just passing me by but I guess that’s the pace things roll in my world. Time is
just not enough.
We’ve been having A LOT of my extended family over for the
last one week or so I’ve been back. It’s like my house is a freaking guest
house. Anyways, they are everywhere and for some godforsaken reason always
together. They bundle up in the kitchen, in front of the TV, out on the Porsche
in the mid of the night when it rains (like a family congregation or honoring
some kind of a mutant ritual), love to all huddle up in one room even when they
have 10 other rooms at their disposal and sometimes even follow you right
inside the Bathroom. I think all notions of privacy are lost on mama’s side of
the family but then again it’s not all that awful, all the time. I suppose I’ve
painted a rather too strongly colored ridiculous picture here. It’s still fun
not that I miss any of it when it’s over. All I think of is ‘Yayy! Clean
washroom again’. Of course, none of these family congregations happen when
baba’s around. His family never got him into the habit of mixing in too much
with his extended family or being even congenial to the immediate one when it
comes to that and as time went by he just became more formal with his side of
the family and I’m pretty okay with that actually, seeing that mama has a
special knack for always reaching out to the extended-extended people of her
family tree, so much so that they would come barricading at you on Facebook and
twitter and let you in on all the potential ‘marriage proposals’.
My bouts of pre and post depressive phases come and go. I
think they become more pressing when I feel out of control and it’s a heck of a
battle having everything under control.
Abrupt ending: It’s raining outside so going out for a
stroll. More updates coming soon J
P.s. I need to work on my length when it comes to blog
posting. It’s not a freaking novel everybody’s going to want to read. Short and
sturdy.
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