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. 😀



When asked the secret to a good relationship, the elderly couple replied,

“Back then, date nights were at the park”

Love is strong where the WIFI is weak.

© Abirami

Counting Stars

It was another cold winter evening. A little girl sat shuddering on the front porch. Daddy’s going to be mad.. she thought. He made her promise she’d wait inside. “You don’t want to get a cold do you? Then who eats all the ice cream?”.  But she hated waiting inside, all alone. The excitement tingled in her veins. SHE WAS FINALLY GETTING HER BIKE!!!! Daddy never went back on his word, she knew. He always came through. Always.

The sound of the front door creaking woke her up. She’d fallen asleep waiting. With what could only be the ‘widest grin ever’ on her face, she ran out to greet him. “Daddy! daddy!”, she screamed all the way there. He stood in the drive way, next to the prettiest pink bike with rainbow ribbons and a shiny bell . It even had a pink basket with the little daisies she loved. She stood there speechless, staring at her brand new bike with utter amazement. “Do you want to go for a ride Princess?”, he asked knowingly. Her eager eyes gave her away.

He sat there, tired, after a hard days work. All the pain was non-existent when he was watching her. After hours of ‘going for one last round in the yard’, he finally got her to put the bike away. He carried her back to her room and tucked her into bed like every other night. Five minutes into the bed-time story and she was sound asleep. At last he retired to his own bed and turned the lights out, preparing himself for another day. Another day of picking trash and sweeping floors. He would do anything to provide for her.

What they had, though it was not much, it was enough. In a world full of people who spent their lives counting dollars, they lived theirs counting stars.

Inspired by the song – Counting Stars by One Republic. 

© Abirami


Abusive husband.

Submissive wife.

One day she finally found the strength to leave.

Half way out, she turned back.

She forgot to make him coffee that morning.

Some things never change. 

© Abirami


Have you ever felt so complete?

A heart so full that it could explode,

Into little pieces of nerve wrecking joy.

Sometimes it’s a good thing

To feel the weight of the world on your shoulders,

If it is your little girl asking for rides on your back.

Sadness can be a happy emotion

When it is felt for the loss of a loved one

You are lucky to have loved and lost.

Shot up nerves is the rawest of passion

When you’re on that first date,

And you can’t get over his smile.

© Abirami


We have all fallen victim to, and indulged in the delivery of some cheesy lines. We do this sort of thing. Make promises of forever. It’s not much of an exaggeration as it something we say in the heat of the moment. But when push comes to shove, what would you really do for your loved one? How far would you go?

Most of these promises we make, are about situations we’d most likely not encounter in daily life. I’m not a soldier, I don’t think I’ll ever have to take a bullet for anyone. I don’t think I’ll be scaling mountains for anyone any time soon, seeing as I’m not an avid trekker.

When I think about all the things I’d do for love, I guess the first and foremost thing would be to make real promises, about real things, you’d do for them in – yes you guessed it! -REAL situations.

I promise to be there for every little thing, because when it’s you, nothing is little. I promise to put your feelings above mine when we fight, because you matter more. I promise to shower you with love, whenever you’re sad so that you always have a reason to smile. Life will be hard. There’s no denying that. But, I promise to stay by you no matter how hard it gets.

– Abirami.

Count Your Blessings

It’s very easy to let life bring you down. In my case I made my whole life about someone and all my happiness and sadness was no longer in my control. It’s easy to blame relationships or yourself and mope around. I’ve done that. I haven’t been able to write, well I could write but it would just be depressing shit so I haven’t. It took me a while to see clearly. It did not come to me suddenly. It was no miraculous epiphany. When you feel broken inside and you think you’ll never get out of this spell life has cast on you, gradually your vision clears up. Like fog lifting at day break.

Whether you’re have an amazing day or not, I’d like to remind you that scientifically there is a very huge possibility that this is the one chance you get at life. Are you really willing to waste it all over someone or something? I’ve realised that I’m not. Make your own happiness. And the first step to that is listing reasons why you should be happy. Count your blessings along with me in the comments if you’d like to. Here goes,

  1. I have a gorgeous, amazing, loving and extremely huggable little pup who’s just waiting for me to get out of bed every morning.
  2. I have the most amazing father who happens to be more than a father. He is my best friend.
  3. I have a blog and people, nice people. You have no idea how nice! These people visit me every day and make my life a thousand times better with their kind words. They make me feel like a writer and I am forever grateful. 🙂
  4. I am learning to drive and I’m kicking ass at it.
  5. Most importantly, thank God for Netflix. It’s like I have a thousand families and friends every day when I tune in to watch my favourite shows.

This was just a post I needed to write for myself, more than for others. But I hope it helps you in a way too. Thank you for reading. Don’t forget to smile today. It literally costs nothing! 🙂

– The Obsessive Writer