I COMPLETED TWO YEARS!

Time passes by so quickly doesn't it? I mean I still remember writing by blog post on my one year completion and here I am typing the second year post. Wow, two years of being able to express myself over a platform where I don't know anyone who is reading, okay I probably do know some of them but you get my point. So I kinda completed two years on 10th of March, and this post is so long overdue, but cbse is too blame.

My last year's post was all about how I'm thankful to you all for what I have achieved, where have I reached, how I developed as a writer overall, but this year I plan on doing something different. Oh well, no thank yous to all of you. But to whoever who hasn't read my one year post, do so before you read this one http://arohib.blogspot.ae/2013/03/one-year.html (that's the link, go ahead!)

So this year I want to do a little a 'picture says a thousand words'. I post a few pictures really dear to me and tell you the inside to it.

This picture marks the day I graduated from school, just like that 14 years got over. At this point of time, I had really mixed emotions in my head. Holding candles, hoping that no one burns my hair or I don’t burn anyone’s. I had a huge lump in my throat, the feeling of not going to be setting an alarm to get up anymore was filling me, and it was like emptiness engulfed me completely.

Everything about this quote gets me, everytime I read it; I say woah in the back of my head. Although you cannot do without presentations and studying in 12^th grade, this quote really does make a lot of sense. Definitely makes the top of my favorite quotations chart. Every time someone gets so involved in making these presentations and stuff, you know back in school days, I used to say this and just to let you guys know, most of the time it was me, with the presentations and stuff, ironic isn’t it?

I was in the taxi going to school when I kinda decided I wanted to go back home, I don’t know why I had a really sick feeling in my stomach, something did not want me to go to school but all that aside I did go to school in a sari which I was so scared was going to come open but I got through. Heels, sari, jhumkas not my thing, but here I am typing it which means I really did get through the day.

This kinda defines me. I mostly write when I’m like really annoyed and something has really gotten on my nerves. When I know I have no one to talk to, or I’m sure I sound really silly, I blog it. And don’t worry, with blogging, comes a hell load of criticism, which I accept openly. That logo took me ages to make by the way, I just couldn’t get the right size to fit on the damn page and then I had to search like twenty billion sites to combine all these elements without being able to pay for it, such a pain I tell you. (Sorry for the exaggeration, but you get my point)

Do you notice those blue color sashes? I burnt my hand so many times while burning the edges and whoever thought it was going to such a pain to write on them. The point is, these people defined the last two years of my life. Right from eating in class almost everytime the teacher turned or not to being there for each  other, we’ve done it. If someone asked me the best memory I had with them, I’d say this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7zmU7k5YRUQ anyday! The torture I put them through and the faces they’ve made through it all, very hilarious lol.

I genuinely look forward to more years of blogging and not posting regularly.

I want to be in that uniform again, I guess.

As much as a part of me does not want to get back in a uniform (referring to the school one, just saying), a huge part of me does. Walking down the streets of Bur Dubai around 7:30pm, I see these juniors in the gray uniforms we once wore and kinda realized they have it the easy way, you know? I mean let’s think about this for a second, who do we have now to constantly nag us about doing better? Frankly speaking, I’m so paranoid with this whole college phase and stepping into a completely new environment with absolutely no freaking clue about what’s happening around me, it’s freaky you know.

I think school made me feel secure, like I knew what I was doing and now that I’m out of school, baam! I don’t know what to do. It’s like a tortoise. He feels so secure in his shell, it’s his home, he knows he can’t lose that ish for nuts, but when he does, how is he going to survive? We are that little tortoise, I’m guessing.

At this point of time in my life, I wouldn’t mind going back to school at all. I wouldn’t mind getting up as early as 6am just to go to school honestly. At this point of time I’d do anything to be a high school student again. 

I feel so empty and I don’t know what to do about it. Forgive me for rambling on and on, I just need to at this point. How many of you have that shit feeling of results being just round the corner? I do. I mean we have been bought up with the whole ‘CBSE 12^TH GRADE, IMPORTANT YEAR OF YOUR LIFE, YOU BETTER GET AMAZING MARKS’ lecture and now that we’re done and awaiting these results to be declared, I’m freaking out. The more nearer we get to the end of May, the more scarier it gets. We all are aware of the fact that boards aren’t really predictable, anything can happen and I loathe that feeling, literally.

To sum it all up, if you are a junior and reading this rant, or managed to read till the end of this (lol), give it your best shot! You only get one chance at it and that’s it, that is the scary part but if all your seniors could do it, so could you, it just takes a lot of hard work and a truck load of faith, and I mean it!