Day – No one is keeping count.

I know I’ve not written in a long time. I guess it started with skipping writing to study for my end semester exams. Then that just snowballed into lazing around every day of my summer holidays without writing a word. Not that anyone cares. All of you who used to read my shit have probably moved on. But if anyone’s still here, Howdy! Anyway, now summer time is over in India and I’m back to being busy again with looking for jobs in my campus placements and preparing for GRE. So it’s natural that I decided to write! Procrastination is my middle name after all.

Writing has always been therapeutic but this time I am full on using my blog as a substitute for a shrink. You are in for some deep, dark and probably boring shit. I am at this place in my life where I play random Youtube videos in the background because I can’t handle being alone. I need someones voice, speaking something irrelevant so I don’t have to deal with my own emotions. Because lately, dealing with my emotions has boiled down to just crying into my pillow.

I am a weak and overly dependant individual. It’s ironic that I managed to stay strong and deal with some intense shit in my childhood on my own. As a kid, I had a higher tolerance for these things. How ridiculous is that? I guess it is true what they say. Teenage is hard. And it doesn’t even need real problems to be hard. You could have a perfect life and it will still fuck you up the day you turn into a teenager. The thing is, I am not one anymore. I am not a teenager. I’m 20 years old. When is this shit going to stop?

All this time, I have been blaming the person who has been there for me for my dependant nature. Whereas in reality it’s my fault. I like people but I don’t get very committed with all the people I meet. It’s like once in a blue moon I spot a sucker and just leech on to them forever. And when something is not okay between me and them, I implode on myself. I get so much anxiety until they speak to me again. I am consumed with my insecurities and self doubt, so much that I’ve thought about killing myself. Don’t worry. I don’t think I’ll ever go through with it.

Not getting a job is only adding fuel to the fire. The job placements at college have only begun but I didn’t think I’d have to wait with so much uncertainty. It’s making everything worse. The job is only mean’t to be a backup incase I fail to get into a good University for my masters in engineering in the US. I’ve never settled for anything and I’m not planning on starting now. Every university on my list are some of the top Universities in California. I’m not going to get in just like that. I will have to wait a while. But failing to even secure a backup has got my stomach tied up in knots.

I don’t have anything more to say. There is no twist at the end where everything turns into a happy lesson, because that’s not how life works. There is not always a positive ending to everything in life. And writing this post is my way of accepting that.

– The Obsessive Writer.

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Travel Blog #2 – My College trip to Mysore, India.

It was an emotional time both because it was going to be my last college trip and also because I was having a hard time with life in general.

I was and still am so busy with college. That’s why I haven’t been writing as much as I used to. I’ll be back here in a few weeks time. And well, this trip was a very welcome break. I was quite reluctant to take it at first and I might have even been quite salty during the trip 😀 but I’m glad I did.

If you’re wondering why I was salty, just imagine sharing a hotel room with your TEACHER. Yikes. It was too much information for me to be around to watch her bodily functions and the happenings of her personal life. 😐 Listening to my teacher talk to her mother on the phone while in our room totally changed my perspective on her. She was this strict, authoritarian professor who took no shit from no one. But getting all up close and personal has made her a lot more human in my eyes. She’s not THAT bad I guess.

There was some epic class bonding as always. People who had their noses buried in books all day let loose and tried to have fun. It was nice seeing a different side to everyone. It always happens I guess. When a group of people are thrust together and forced to coexist, they go from classmates to friends. Survival buddies if you will.

For those of you who do not know, Mysore is a city rich in culture and vast beauty. It has marvelous architecture. Maybe even some of the best you’ll see in India.

We went to the Mysore Palace. The royal family still lives here. It was like an underrated Taj Mahal of sorts.

And then we went to the head quarters of Infosys at Mysore. It’s a software company. And it put the palace to shame. Have a look and you’ll understand why!

I don’t understand in what world people get to work in places like this. I mean, if it were me. I wouldn’t be able to sit inside and look at a computer screen all day. I’d probably be out in the campus all day gawking at how beautiful everything looks.

So if you ever go to Mysore, whether you visit the palace or not, make sure you visit the Infosys headquarters. 😀

We also went to the zoo. It was hilarious because we were way too old for a place like that. 😀 But I love animals so I didn’t really mind.

– The Obsessive Writer

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– The Obsessive Writer

Do you HAVE to be nice?

I know what you’re thinking. I must be an ignorant jerk to actually ask that! But I wonder sometimes because not everyone is nice. You need to eat food to survive, and so people eat. I don’t see anyone being nice because that’s another basic requirement.

On days like today, I think it should be classified as something very important. If people faced real consequences for their horrendous actions they might stop. The world could be a nice place and there might be good more than there is bad. But even the nicest person can be mean sometimes. There have been times when I’ve been in a foul mood and taken it out on innocent bystanders.

Everybody’s fighting their own battles. However hard your problems may seem right now, everybody else has hardships too. If maybe, just maybe we put ourselves in someone else’s shoes we might be able to understand the effect our words and actions can have.

Do we have to be nice? I think you can’t always keep up with that. No one is that good at controlling their emotions. But being mean on accident, because you are falling apart is different from being mean just cause you can.

People with big roles that have an impact on others’ lives just have to learn. They have to learn to be nice. Consider teachers, they shape people’s lives. If they act like bullies then who teaches kids not to bully in the first place? I have had some discouraging teachers in the past. It just gets worse as you grow older and get into college. It’s like when you grow up, they don’t have to care as much about wrecking your dreams.

I have a teacher, she’s pretty young. She’s only a few years older than me and my friends and she constantly bullies all the kids who aren’t scared of her. You know the type? The kind that’s insecure about their authority and does mean things to validate themselves. Some days it just gets to me. How she has smiles for the kids she likes and hurtful things to say to the others. I had this moment today where I just wanted to quit school and not come back. But then as time passed I decided that one person cannot be the end of me. I can take more than that.

So for those of you, with such important roles in life, please be nice. You were given that role to do good. And for those of you like me who have had bad days, cheer up. One persons opinion is not the end of the world. Let all kinds of criticism be constructive to you! That’s how you pay them back.

Happy blogging 🙂

– The Obsessive Writer

My New Year’s Day (2018)

There’s nothing new about the new year. It happens over and over, at the beginning of every year. I know it’s not the greatest idea to start off a post on such a negative note. But my new year had a similar start to it as well so it only seems fitting. What do you expect from someone from an exotic subcontinent like India? Grand cultural celebrations? Amazing food? I’m sure this was all part of someone’s new year’s day. Just not mine. I am 19 years old and not for long. All my friends were out partying and I was stuck at home playing video games. It felt like a very foul beginning to my last new year’s day as a teenager. I had never been that sick of my life. Here in India, they protect their daughters to this annoying level. So if you’re wondering why I wasn’t out partying, the answer is, I wasn’t allowed to.

The reason that this night-in felt like such a downer was because things used to be a lot better. I used to feel a lot better about myself. Last year, I drove around town with my dad during the new year’s countdown, and we were joined by the entire city. Everyone was on bikes or in cars cruising around, screaming at the top of their lungs. About a hundred or so strangers wished me a Happy New Year! No one cared about cast or creed. It was just about being happy and spreading joy to anyone who came your way. It was a magical night.

I decided to keep at least some of festival spirit alive this year. I stayed up till 12:00 AM and then I instantly went to bed. The sound of fireworks and people celebrating on the streets did not help my aching heart. I slept in till the afternoon because I had nothing better to do. I love playing video games. Don’t get me wrong here. I just wanted to be doing something a little more outdoors that day. When I was down in the dumps, my friend reminded me that life isn’t just about the downs. And that once we grew up and had our lives to ourselves we’d be able to do anything we wanted. That speech didn’t really make anything better. But it did make me want to try.

I went to visit my sister who’d just had a baby. My very own little niece. She is like the ray of sunshine in my otherwise tragically boring life. So I figured that visiting her might turn things around. It might sound like I’m being so dramatic about this whole crappy new year thing, but you’d only get it if you were a teenager too. Sometimes we feel like life isn’t fair for no reason at all. I blame it all on the hormonal mood swings. Being around my sister and brother was a great distraction. Getting to be around the baby was an ever better distraction. Honestly, after I stepped into the room with her crib. It didn’t matter what day of the year it was and whether or not my life was cool.

She was just asleep and I sat there looking at her feeling like life was perfect all of a sudden. That’s when it hit me. Maybe I am just a boring old teenager with no life in this messed up country that gives teenage girls no freedom whatsoever, but here family is everything. No matter how much they can suffocate you, they’re all you need. I don’t think I’d have this bond with so many people if I was from anywhere else. I don’t think just holding a baby and realising she’s your flesh and blood can mean so much if you’re from anywhere else. Maybe I don’t hate my life so much after all. Or maybe I just really like babies.

This pointless story has a happy ending too. While I was lost in her little eyes, the corner of her lips seemed to curve up a little. I was just blabbing random things to her because she liked being talked to. It must have looked crazy. A grown woman talking to a new born like she could actually make sense of it. I don’t even remember what I said. Who knows, I might have been whining about my life to her as well. But whining using my baby voice of course! And suddenly she just smiled at me. It was her first smile and she decided to let me be at the receiving end of it. I know what you’re thinking. Babies that young can’t even see. She must have just seen a funny shaped blob and smiled at nothing. But I choose to believe that it was at me. I got all excited and called everyone over to show what just happened. I felt so warm. The warmth trickled from my stomach, down to my pants. Oh, what was that? The baby was peeing on me. I was suddenly thrust into a fountain of never ending pee. Thankfully it didn’t stink. That’s my niece, ladies and gentlemen!

So this new year, I got peed on. I guess I finally got that craziness I was looking for.

⁃ The Obsessive Writer


Thank you for stopping by. I hope you enjoyed this post! Share your New Year’s Day story with me in the comments below! 🙂 And a belated happy new year to all of you! It’s never too late. 😀

Him.

Words are all I had and he took them from me. It drove me insane, not knowing what to say; to just stare in awe and adoration. All of a sudden there was something I loved more than myself.

Him.

His smile.

His eyes.

His warmth.

Him.

I remember it all. How he looked into my eyes, like we were the only people in the world; the sound of his voice…his laugh. It’s the kinda laugh that reminds you of the good things in life. He didn’t just give my heart wings, he made me want to fly. Flying is not so scary when I know I’ve got him to catch me when I fall.

© Abirami

7 Cheats to having a Perfect Day 

  1. Wake up on the right side of your bed. Apparently there is a wrong side, so the other one must be the right side.
  2. Better yet, don’t wake up. Sleep in all day. It’s fool proof. Not a thing can go wrong when you’re asleep.
  3. If you have been forced to wake up, start off with some yum grub. Food is the next best thing after sleep.
  4. Go on a long walk. Maybe even run. Running from your problems is a really effective way to stay happy. I’d know! I’ve been doing it for 19 years.
  5. Take a nice long shower while contemplating cruel ways to punish those who dare to annoy you.
  6. When you’re choosing what to wear, make sure your clothes are of idiot repellent fabric. If there are chances of a shower of stupidity in the daily forecast, you don’t want to get any on you.
  7. Before you leave the house make sure you grab some tolerance and ignorance. It has to be of the right balance other wise it won’t work. Then wrap it up with a sense of humour so that it lasts all day!

– The Obsessive Writer.