Teenage Conundrum

Walking back home from a nearby provision store, with an umbrella in one hand and a polythene bag in the other, I was breathing in the resplendence all around. The shades of monsoon sprawled across the skies as clouds drifting by rained down and dutifully completed a cycle of water yet again. Souls of the green life lining the street rejoiced in the music of the drizzling minstrel-ed by purest voices of nature. Houses and shops of different architecture occupied allies leading to each other. Far away...in a place the eyes could not visualize...the boundaries blurred and horizons met. I looked down at the tarred road thinking about antagonism presented by the vehicles emitting combustion smoke and loud noises of revving of their engines as they accelerated. The thought of eating the oreo biscuits and lays I had bought from the store made me hasten my pace. As I lifted my head up, I saw a middle aged woman clad in a turquoise saree with a handbag walking towards me. “Where is t

2015…!!! It arrived twenty days ago. Woah! Time does fly by. Am still deciding upon resolutions here! (Am I the only one?) I have been following a few them for past two days. Two  consecutive  days…which feels like a huge achievement , maybe because I have holidays going on. It has been over a month since holidays began and I was bored out of my mind with in few days. You just feel so very lazy…you don’t want to do anything but eat, sleep, waste time and repeat. Then ,the boredom reaches a point where you become irksome for no reason what so ever…that leads to bitterness which  further takes the form of guilt and a result of which you feel absolutely useless. Well, it’s  the ‘Holiday Syndrome’ as one of my friends calls it. I must say, aptly so. What new year brings along as it comes is a truckload of positive feelings. Everyone is, for once, ready to let go of their past and start afresh. We wish each other a very Happy New Year and fill ourselves with  unadulterated , pris