How refreshing is the very thought of Starting a New Life !!
It’s like drinking your hot coffee on a Saturday morning !
Or Cuddling your new born baby to cherish his warmth!
But it’s refreshing , No matter what ;)
I was desperate too…. Until March 22,2012
I was one god-awful princess resting calm in my place, with just one magical scream that would bring every thing to my door step.
And there she would appear, my lovely sweet mother! Giving everything I wanted, and cajoling & cosseting me like always.
Of course they do scold, but after they scold, they would get me what I wanted,they would warn, but they would also ensure, I received what I asked for.
“Amma, Appa”, and I can enjoy heaven at my place.
But the 6 month training in Mysore that treated me like another princess, vanished that thought and uprooted my fear. I was under the assumption – “Life is all cool, I don’t need to worry about anything!” Cox that’s how Mysore treated me. I didn’t know Life is not all Rainbows and sunshine, sometimes it’s a pain in @$$, other times it’s too tougher to take forward.
But I came to know that, after the not-so-good summer - March 22, 2012 –
The day we stepped to God’s Own Country.
Trichy home was heaven; Mysore room was dreamland. Real challenge began when I was let out to a city to find a house for my own , in a place where I knew no language than my own. With a cluster of ppl like me I researched entire Trivandrum in a feeble attempt to find one home, 2 BHK, 3 BHK, and 4 BHK I checked everything from top to bottom. Phone call over phone call, I pestered my mom for every second & annoyed my dad when he was at work.
“Paani aa raha hai.? Mummy ko call karo
Paani nahi aa raha hai.? Fir se Mummy ko call karo :-p “
Coz the world is dark by then,
And the stares of ppl are no more envious , but dubious !
And Coz you are that one little sassy girl who walked in streets tightly catching hold of your Dad’s hands , and now have to walk alone in street.
So you need to learn to protect yourself.
From which path to choose at which time, till which man to be ignored and which has to be observed.
I learnt to be brave when needed and calm when required.
It’s the Trivandrum days that shaped me.
To be the self-dependant , more independent woman , the hideous world looks for.
And the change began coz I left my old self , and stood ready to #StartANewLife.
Trivandrum made me responsible, it told me ‘Take Care of yourself, Else you’ll be left behind”
Chennai made me rude . It asked me to be self-centered and focus on getting things done.
“Happiness is not in enclosing yourself to that little shelter!
It’s in empowering yourself to the new world !”
And now you DESPARATLY want to be that audacious woman,
#StartTheNewLife you always wanted to
And the choose the journey you had always dreamt of!
Coz it’s your living , You have to live it the best.
Break the walls and Set the wings
Coz It’s time to fly, my fellow women!
And It’s time to #StartANewLife, my fellow chums!
*Happy Housing *_* Happy Living *