Stay still, would you? Just for a moment. Just to let me wrap my head around things.
But she inched away; slowly at first and then all at once. She slipped and slid and raced till she flew.
Would you believe that we've already lived a whole week of twenty sixteen? Which means we have fifty-one weeks to go. That went by pretty fast, don't you think? I'm still mentally stuck in December; the heady haze of holiday stupor still clouds my mind. The celebration is over, but it feels like it's yet to come— the sparkling dresses are yet to be worn, the red in our glasses is yet to be drunk, and the red on our lips is yet to be smudged. Once I shed my fanciful notions, however, I can see and share with you the first lessons of the brand new year.
As one gets older, the harder it is to fix a disrupted sleep cycle. Gone are the days when I could spend holidays sleeping at 6 am and waking up at 3 pm, and then immediately shift to the usual 11 pm to 6 am sleep schedule when college resumed. If I could, I would spend the rest of my days as a nocturnal being, but even after a week, I'm struggling with sleepless nights, comatose mornings, and gargantuan headaches.
The Sherlock Special ruined my life. While I had braced myself for the worst, it was just not enough. At the end of those 90 minutes, my body and soul was in pieces, strewn about my living room and floating in the wind. My heart will ache till 2017, of that I am certain.
People don't change. Resolutions are fleeting, and nobody ever sees them all the way to the end. While we may make a big deal about rebranding ourselves for the next three-sixty-five days, we stay exactly the same. We hold onto the same expectations, the same dreams, the same grudges, the same affections.
Some books are best read at a leisurely pace. For most of my life, I have devoured books at alarming rates— gobbled them up and spit them out. Lately I have been reading Wuthering Heights, and I've realised that the only way I can appreciate this beautiful piece of literature is by taking my time with it. Honestly, this was something I had learnt some time ago, but it felt necessary to include it in this list.
Graduating is a massive deal. And the only time one understands how daunting it is, is when they're nearing it. Life as I know it will be over in the next three months, and I'm scared. I don't know what's in store for me, and the decisions that I make now will affect the entire course of my life, and frankly that is ridiculous! I can safely say that I am terrified.
Taking photographs is difficult. I have been trying to click beautiful, clean flat lays for the blog, and my, is it a task! I am confident that I will do better with them in the near future, but till then I shall toil away with chart papers, cosmetics, and trinkets till I get it right.
I am a lifelong introvert. I knew this all along, but it's now set in stone. Pointedly avoiding all social gatherings and spending my free time under my covers with my favourite novel/ TV show/ Instagram is still my proverbial jam, and I wouldn't give it up for even a brand new wardrobe (gasp!)
7 days, 7 lessons.
Tell me yours!
Photograph by Vaishnavi Kukillaya
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