Starting my blog with the very first post on "Goodbyes" . Ironical much ?
What makes me chose this topic is the reality of the word seeping into my life .
In the 18 years I have lived , never have I experienced an actual goodbye .
People came , people went . We met and we parted . But never did i feel the sting of the goodbye that other people around me did . It was always a simple task ( yes , it did become a "task" at times )
Those which would have been the vital goodbyes of my life , happened when I was too young to comprehend the deepest meaning of the word . The unimportant ones have come and gone ever since .
Were they really unimportant ? I would never know . I never felt "loss" after a goodbye .
School ended , my friendship with my best friends ended , another school ended , people moved .
I never stayed up and felt sad or cried . The only times i ever teared up was on thinking of the phenomenal moments we spent together , the things we pulled off that no one else could , the good times .
Now , after years of not experiencing a goodbye , I am moving to a city about 2500 kms away from home .
This is the time for an actual goodbye . Something that lingers on my mind all the time .
I'm going someplace where there's no mom , sister, dad , dog . And no going to nani's house and gorging on food , no old friends , no best friends , no enemies (!!!) , no fat lady down the street ... NO HOME .
But wasn't this THE DREAM ! Independence , Self reliance , Travel , all of that ? "simply the works" as what I remember calling it a while back when all of this wasn't so real .
We all need to leave and go and grow , but then why do I have the jitters ?
It is a farewell I am and am not looking forward to .
Cuz its a bittersweet symphony , this life - The Verve .
whoever this anmolika sidhu is she is writing pretty well...... <3
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