Grown up? Not really
Monday morning: I’m struggling with my sandals, fully aware that I’m already six minutes late when mom asks (read ‘shouts’) THE question: “Have you taken everything?!” from the kitchen.As always, I shout back, almost stepping out of home, that I did not forget anything. This is a daily ritual. She will ask and I will reply without second thought and run to catch my bus. It makes me feel like a kid, which I’m definitely not. I’m a grown up person.Tuesday morning: I’ve woken up early today (a miracle). I take my time to get dressed and as I’m plodding down the road to the bus stop I congratulate myself for having left home early; I don’t have to run like every other day.
Hey wait! Something is missing! I’ve forgotten my lab coat inside which I shoved my purse and my observation book inside which is my fee invoice. I should be producing its photocopy today! I wasn’t in a hurry when I started, definitely not. But how the hell did I forget? Yeah, yoy guessed right. Mum forgot to ask me that question today. As I walk back home mentally calculating how late I will be for college, it strikes me that small things matter a lot. Running 20, I feel I’ve not “grown up” after all.
PRIYAMVADHA M.II Year, BE/E.C.E, Meenakshi College of Engineering
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