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Two days back I was waiting for 21G bus in the
afternoon. It was too hot and I couldn’t move even a little away from the
shade. I was so tired that I did not even notice an a/c 21G passing and I
missed it. Only people who travel by buses in the afternoons will understand
what a great miss it was. There then came an ordinary non a/c 21G, but luckily
it was not all that crowded. There were few seats unoccupied. But by the time I
got in, all the seats got occupied and there was only one two seater left. I
ran to the seat and sat in the non-window seat leaving the window seat free. I
didn’t want to take the window seat as I had gone for a ‘Fringe’ hair cut a
week before and the fast blowing wind will leave my hair with lot of tangles.
There were days when I used to fight for this window seat. Those days, as a
small girl, peeping through the window was more important than how my hair
would look when I get down. All this brought back those memories of my
childhood and the silly fights, I had, with my friends for not letting me sit
near the window. A lot of things have changed and I have become a woman from a
small girl.
I used to play all day during my
summer vacation when I was a small girl. The afternoons never made the ‘girl’
tired. Now, I play everyday just to shed the few extra pounds and there is no
fun element involved with the games. It has become more an exercise than a game
for this ‘woman’. I used to make myself look as dirty as possilble by playing
in the mud; in the hot sun.But, today, I apply as much as sun-cream my skin can
hold to prevent it from tanning. On top of it, I cover my face with my dupatta
if at all I step down from the bus or car.
Whenever taken to a restaurant I used to spell
the dishes and order all the newly learnt dishes. I loved eating chat items. As
a woman, today, I want to take-in calories as less as possible. In my order
list even Coke and Pepsi have been replaced by diet coke and diet Pepsi. Even
silly things have changed drastically. I had the habit of biting nails very
often. I had nails deep below the edge of the finger, the minimum that is
required to avoid pain while biting. But as I grew up, I thought nails add to
the beauty of my hand and started growing them, just for the sake of painting
them in different colours matching my costume.
Everything, right from eating to drinking,
habits as silly as biting nails to games, has changed. What is lost is the
carefreeness and innocence that can never be got back. Thinking about all this
for so long, i got lost in the sweetness of the memories of my childhood and it
took me a long time to come back to the present, the reality. The bus reached
my stop and the moment I got up to get down, a kid rushed to my seat. The girl
asked the lady who was sitting in the window seat next to me, if she could
allow the kid to sit there. The moment the girl sat there she smiled as wide as
possible looking at her mom and that smile defined it all. I smiled with a tear
in my eyes and got down.
:):)even nw i fight 4 d window seat :) omg so am i still a gal :( :P ??? but i'd luv 2 b alwayzz :)
ReplyDeletesuper super..still a gal :)
ReplyDeletei travel by bus everyday...n always take window seat...even if it ruins my hair...:)
ReplyDeleteM still in that era....not yet women...so njoying it...:)
:))
N i dnt lyk growing nails too..if i do..i eat it...:p
@jyo- U will soon change. I was like u an year back :)
ReplyDeleteGanga.. ur articles are driving me mad.. :)
ReplyDelete:-o why?
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