I often grumble I’m becoming old. But, let me tell you, I’m 23! Far from when my bones start to creak like a dinosaur! Nonetheless, this abysmally appalling obsession to pseudo ageing curiously made me want do something... For those of you who’re expecting I got up and did something outlandishlingly inspiring, I apologize. I did quite the opposite! I sat down, picked up my phone and then I bitched and moaned for endless hours before my friend hung up on me! I felt unloved. Then I opened Facebook and came across this article a friend had posted called “25 Things to do before you’re 25” by Stephani Georgopulos! *
At first I was like, “B****! What would she know!”, but then I decided to open the link and diss her even more for trying to be all rousingly motivating! I hate self help, I gave up on self help reading material a long time ago when it failed to cure my ridiculous mania with banana bread! I only had to have it a million times and a half to have had OD-ed enough to puke it all out and never have another one again. But it turned out, this wasn't self help material. It was an awesome articulation of text that merely screamed out “YOU ARE BECOMING OLD”.
I instantly wanted to read this down to the last full stop. It was reassuring, I had found a friend! A friend that made me realize I had two more years to go! Well, a year and five months! I’m turning 24 in August! It was only till I had reached point 23 that read, “Leave the country under the premise of “finding yourself.” This will be unsuccessful. Places do not change people. Instead, do a lot of solo drinking, read a lot of books, have sex in dirty hostels, and come home when you start to miss it.”, I went mad!
Epic. Reminded me of the million blunders I had made earlier last year in a span of just a month. My Karachi trip – the time I lived like a bohemian bourgeoisie in search of love. I left home in a chase, the only problem was, I just didn't know who I was chasing! Clueless I fell in love with three amazing people. And each time, it was true love, and I was on the rise to becoming a man crushing over someone new my eyes rested on every time I rolled my eyes at the previous one. Yes Karachites, feel flattered! You are the reason the city is always sizzling!
As for the three simultaneous loves of my live at the time, I just had to wait for one to tell me, dreadfully indelicately, what I would have otherwise decently said, to get lost; another to unleash a severe case of schizophrenia on me by declaring me an alien reporter and the third to eventually become a nauseatingly interesting friend, who I’m not even remotely attracted to any more Eventually, I found no one, BUT MYSELF! Hence I believe point 23 is totally wrong! It is fool proof, you can totally be successful in finding yourself ageing away looking for love, while still having done all that jazz before you return home and fall in love with someone you missed out on, back in the city!
Of course, I’m still a lover… and I’m going to give point 10 a shot “Start a relationship with your crush by telling them that you want them. Directly. Like, look them in the face and say it to them. Say, I want you. I want to be with you.” I believe, another Karachi visit is definitely in order... The city accelerates my heartbeat with all the gorgeous strangers I can gawk on! This stranger, however, I know. Thank God, I still have time…
At first I was like, “B****! What would she know!”, but then I decided to open the link and diss her even more for trying to be all rousingly motivating! I hate self help, I gave up on self help reading material a long time ago when it failed to cure my ridiculous mania with banana bread! I only had to have it a million times and a half to have had OD-ed enough to puke it all out and never have another one again. But it turned out, this wasn't self help material. It was an awesome articulation of text that merely screamed out “YOU ARE BECOMING OLD”.
I instantly wanted to read this down to the last full stop. It was reassuring, I had found a friend! A friend that made me realize I had two more years to go! Well, a year and five months! I’m turning 24 in August! It was only till I had reached point 23 that read, “Leave the country under the premise of “finding yourself.” This will be unsuccessful. Places do not change people. Instead, do a lot of solo drinking, read a lot of books, have sex in dirty hostels, and come home when you start to miss it.”, I went mad!
Epic. Reminded me of the million blunders I had made earlier last year in a span of just a month. My Karachi trip – the time I lived like a bohemian bourgeoisie in search of love. I left home in a chase, the only problem was, I just didn't know who I was chasing! Clueless I fell in love with three amazing people. And each time, it was true love, and I was on the rise to becoming a man crushing over someone new my eyes rested on every time I rolled my eyes at the previous one. Yes Karachites, feel flattered! You are the reason the city is always sizzling!
As for the three simultaneous loves of my live at the time, I just had to wait for one to tell me, dreadfully indelicately, what I would have otherwise decently said, to get lost; another to unleash a severe case of schizophrenia on me by declaring me an alien reporter and the third to eventually become a nauseatingly interesting friend, who I’m not even remotely attracted to any more Eventually, I found no one, BUT MYSELF! Hence I believe point 23 is totally wrong! It is fool proof, you can totally be successful in finding yourself ageing away looking for love, while still having done all that jazz before you return home and fall in love with someone you missed out on, back in the city!
Of course, I’m still a lover… and I’m going to give point 10 a shot “Start a relationship with your crush by telling them that you want them. Directly. Like, look them in the face and say it to them. Say, I want you. I want to be with you.” I believe, another Karachi visit is definitely in order... The city accelerates my heartbeat with all the gorgeous strangers I can gawk on! This stranger, however, I know. Thank God, I still have time…
*Link to the article: http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/25-things-to-do-before-you-turn-25/#q4E9d1RtcMmVmdXO.01
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