The Voracious Bubble
You know the impact you feel when the public bus you're unfortunately travelling on hits the brake, when you're in the most uncomfortable position possible? Well that's exactly how reality hits me after a vacation.
This post comes to you directly from an impatient traveller. Sitting on a plane. Waiting for the mundane death of routine. Pessimistic as I may seem, no one would deny the fact that they're not exactly elated to get back to school or college or whatever institution they are currently a part of. Me, I think of the whole time frame as a bubble, a bubble of temporary bliss. Where reality and routine, both going hand in hand, leave you the hell alone.
Don't get me wrong. I don't hate college. It's not the disgust of the place that brings out this particular feeling. I happen to really like Bangalore. Its more the separation from an agglomeration of people who I happen to love. So every time I leave, it feels like the first time I left. And the surprising thing is..It doesn't matter how little or how long the stay actually is. This tinge of leaving that bubble, pricks like a needle.
I understand that the relevance of this post may not be perceived by everyone equally. And that intention is purposely placed. This post is for the people who went away, to a different location, culture. To different people.
Going away, I was told, helps. Gives you exposure, independence, an idea of financial balance and that push towards the career that you hope to attain,trampling all those(which in India, are many) to attain a certain standing, both socially and financially.
But everything established, it still doesn't transcend the laziness of your bubble. Nothing does. And the wish to stay within. Remains.
For all those, who left the bubble with the fear that the very nature of the bubble would change. Let me tell you. It will, not for the first 3 months maybe. But after that, definitely. But that's just how it works I guess.
P.S- For anyone who has the patience to read through this entire post, I thank you. And I hope that any criticism from your part will not remain within.
Goodbye, my expectant humans..

Routine is not so bad
ReplyDeleteChrist routine on the other hand..
There's always Christ. But some people make it better.
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DeleteHits right in the feels, also brake.
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing you liked it?
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