24th April, 2013
HAH!
Same daily routine; College, gym, TV, FB, opening books and
dozing off! Same old same old! Only exams are on their way and I have no idea
how am I going to manage an 8 pointer.
Anyway this is not what I was supposed to be writing here.
The incident took place a few days back. Not a big-big incident but a small dull
family discussion for you all. I was just trying to feel all responsible and
happy, mature and free, that I am going to turn twenty soon, when dad interrupted
in a very serious tone, “ You will turn twenty but you don’t have knowledge
like that of a 20 year old.”
Ouch! That did hurt!
I tried to make a list of things for which I could say I have
thorough knowledge about. Since I am an Indian
girl let me begin with Kitchen:
- Kitchen: ZERO
- General Knowledge/ Awareness: Almost ZERO
- Any interests- Cars/Bikes/ Movies-actor, actresses/ Pets: approximately 10 percent
- Photography: 50 percent
- City Knowledge: 20 percent
- Politics\Indian History: HAHA! Leave.
- Sports: Tennis ( that too not stable)
- Gym\Diet Plan: No research done after what the gym trainer told. (: |)
- Shopping stores, Brands: I go, I buy. That’s always the story.
Okay let me not humiliate myself more on this social
platform. But you got the point, right? Pretty bad status, isn’t it? And then I taunt
others. I taunt some for not attending college and wasting time. What good has college
done to me, haan? I go, wait till lecturer takes the attendance and leaves. That’s
what I go there for. I have no idea what instrumentation, what electronics! I don’t
know why the current is flowing a particular direction, why the voltage
increases, why to change analog to digital, why whatever!
Yes I blame myself! Obviously! And it’s not that I don’t understand
the logic behind the machines my mechanical sir teaches, it’s just that I find
myself hardly interested in that greasy area!
Tell me is it my fault?
*sob sob*
I also tried to read some great book on Indian civilization,
how the Aryans came, our origin, then gradually entering into Mughal era; But I
stopped it there. Haven’t picked it up yet! And apparently when the touch is
lost into something you were already doing out of pressure, the things start to
erase from your memory. At least they did from mine.
NO! NO! I will never say time is the problem. Two years back while
I was a PCM student running from school to 4hrs coaching classes to hours of assignment
sheets plus the in between tests, I did learn not to blame time if not anything
else. Yes my love for a good sound sleep has never ever stopped…but! Anyway…
Isn’t it such a sorry state? Being in the world where information
about anything and everything is just a click away, I am living in pure
ignorance. I am feeling bad really bad. I do hope this spark of interest in me doesn't go off with a blink like always; indeed it shall stay and become stronger with
time.
Deeply in thought,
Pakhi
PS: Well just for info is it just my story? Or you there
(pointing majorly towards the girl half) lie almost in the same situation?