Am I good enough for my age? Am I worthy to live in this world? Where do I stand? Shouldn’t I be much further in my development than where I feel I am at? These are normal thoughts to occur for a 25 year old woman. But, WHAT A DAY IT WAS! Was the first thought that crossed my mind as I was overhauling a truck at midnight. For others it was a Friday night to enjoy. But, hey! Only Robinson Crusoe had everything done by Friday. I parked my car, unbarred the door of my flat and went straight to my room and instead of getting my well deserved rest, I opened my notebook and started working on my new(dream) project.
It was a frigid Saturday forenoon when I woke up. I fixed myself breakfast and turned on the IDIOT BOX. It was almost noon when I finished watching a movie titled 17 Again in which the 37 year old protagonist becomes a teenager again and gets to redress his faults.
Suddenly, leaving everything I rushed to my room, unboxed a package comprising of my old memories and took out a picture of 2 young girls and a robust lad. Yes! The pic was of me and my 2 best friends, Varsha and Rohit. Everything was extremely well between us until one fateful day which desolated our friendship because I preferred in believing someone else over my best friends and ended up losing them forever. I wasn’t sorry for what I did nevertheless my tendencies were suicidal. But when you’re young, everything feels like the end of the world. But it’s not, it’s just the beginning. No matter how bad things seem… they can get worse……or better.
It’s a true saying that “Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love”. Whenever I remember those acerb memories, I sit “as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean” and keep hoping that one fine day, GOD will aid me in carrying out my remorse, by making me 17 AGAIN…!!!!!
