There
is something about summer, maybe the weather all sunny or the days too long, or
the holiday season or everyone else’s energy due to the above-mentioned facts,
something… But there is some reason summer is too stressful. See, summer being
all activity time and me being all year round lazy type we do not gel
together!!!
Every
summer I can remember back to my childhood, I think I have irritated my parents
with the same complaint. “I have nothing to do, I am bored, I want to go here
and there, do this and that!” It is not until now that I realize I was too lazy
to pick up a hobby and go with it for the entire summer. I did not ever want to
take the effort to learn something new unless, of course, my sister was doing
it and I wanted to be a part of it. That is how I learnt sewing, embroidery,
cooking, cleaning house, painting, and various forms of painting. (Why didn’t
you learn swimming Nani, it would have made my life so easier now.) Don’t get
me wrong; I never learnt anything so as to master the art. I just learnt
because my sister was engaged in it and I didn’t want to feel all left out.
What can I say? I am a free loader on activities. I bet money, if this summer I
were at home, I would be solving math problems even though I am doing my PhD in
biology just because my sister is studying for her GMAT. The only thing I have
ever done on my own without encouragement is read, though I have a feeling that
was also brought about by my sister and me reading Aesop’s fables together.
Don’t expect me to be thankful to her though, she learnt everything all right in
spite of me being a bug at her side all through the summer and me, I learnt
just enough to bug her.
That
gives me two insights to myself. One, I am competitive. Well, I guess everybody
who has spent a decent minute with me knows that, nothing new there. Second, I
was a bug in my previous life. There is a huge possibility of it being true.
However,
I went off topic. The fact is this is yet another summer. And most of it is
already past me. I have the responsibility to make the rest of the summer
memorable and I have a list of things planned to do. Though I highly doubt I
will accomplish anything, the fact that I have a list is an improvement over my
previous self. At least this time I forced my brain to think and my finger to
type the list. On another related thought, why aren’t you here Nani? I could
have just followed you around. Life would be so simpler.
For a change..I'll side with you, despite myself...:P
ReplyDelete"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time."