I have never really wanted to be “daddy’s princess”. What mattered the most to me was to prove myself as “papa ka beta”. I keep on trying new stuff to achieve this crown, but i am not always right in what i do. In my sort of unsuccessful attempts to achieve this target, one of my friend also commented,
” Larki ho, larki he ban k raho. “
Yeah, right. Larka banna bhi kis ne hai? 😐
Kher hai, to be very frank, a part of me gets jealous of the guys around. Why do they get the permission to hang out late at night so easily? They are seldom seen in their homes, and are quite often spotted at either a friend’s place, or some local restaurant, or one of the never ending hangouts i have no idea of. They have a ‘little’ , just a little bit extra freedom than girls in our society. And that makes me jealous. *fierce glare*
Just that. Nothing else arouses such stupid feelings in my heart.
But today, i feel a bit bad. I have been out since morning and i returned at 10 pm. I had beenout for approximately 14 hours! Went for my preparatory classes this morning, then got dropped at my best friend’s place. My only intention was to ‘complete my chemistry journal’ and to lend her a few books. But when we met, we suddenly turned into two oldie goldie aunties who had met after years and years and now had to speak their hearts out. And that’s what we did. 😉 We took half an hour from our busy schedule and spent it in her balcony, giving our precious comments on the passers by. It was fun. Lame yet fun. And i also had daal chawal after a lonnng time! Delicious!! 😀
And yesterday FINALLLLLYYY my bff visited my blog!! Actually it was me who dragged her in front the computer and forcefully made her do that. And how so generous of her, NO COMMENTS AT ALL! i am glad. (SO NOT) :@
Then something made us all shake a little. O, it was my cell which vibrates with great intensity.
Api: “Beta kahan ho ap? Ghar nahi ana??
Me: “Api bas do practicals reh gaye hain, copy kar lun phir ati hun! Half an hour max”
Api: ” Sawaiz ( that grade I kiddo ) agaya hai, nahi parh raha mujh se, come soon! “
Me: (haha! see kids love me!! =p) acha bas thori dair, i am coming..”
With a sense of achievement in my tone, i hanged up the call and started finishing my work. I had absolutely no idea it was 8!! Thats like the longest i have stayed at a friend’s place! And guess at what time i got home?
woahh! that was the longest i have ever stayed out of house! I was so happy as if i had achieved something!
I actually felt like a guy.
(JUST because they stay out for so long. No other reasoN 😀 )
When i was about to enter, i had mentally prepared myself for a scolding from dad. That was expected,though. But deep down, i was still quite happy, a sense of freedom was running in me. But as i took my first step into the room where everyone was, sab kuch ulta he hogaya. No scolding. No nothing.
Everyone was waiting for me and none of them had taken their meal. 😦 Guilty me. 😦
Then i realised that at times, a little freedom might seem magnetic. I realised that even for a day, but the definition of the daughter i had wanted to be, was changed.
I had to be dad’s SON, not a careless GUY.