That girl from delhi ...
“so where are you from ?“
“.........”
what ? you’re from delhi ? why would you come to Bhubaneswar of all places?”
*sighs*
I have been on receiving end of this question and the incredulous stare that accompanies it many times. Way too many times .
But as much as it annoys me ,i cannot blame my fellow peers for their inquisitiveness . It does come as a surprise for someone from Delhi ,the capital of the country -bustling with both people and opportunities to come to Bhubaneswar - a quiet city in the east .
Why did I indeed come to Bhubaneswar?
I had wished to be far away from home with two things in my mind : one ,a new city would bring about a fresh start in my life . Two, I wanted to prove that I could live well on my own .
So far I am just proving how incompetent I am and how I should not be left alone by myself at any cost .
In the duration of one period , I have managed to break both my cellphone and my coffee mug, somehow manage to get black spots on my white t-shirt. I always promise myself that from tomorrow onward, I would attend all of those classes, including that one economics class at 8′o clock in the morning -a resolution, I can’t stick to longer than a day ( R.I.P attendance ). I study in erratic fits ,I have library books that i was supposed to return a month ago and i have more clothes in my laundry bag than in my wardrobe .
But I want to live well and I am trying so that’s something ,right ?
