There are certain phases and times which though were crucial at one stage but went on to hold less and lesser importance as life progressed over the years such that I rarely find myself going back to those by-lanes of the past times. Consider it an occupational hazard which compels me to make a revisit today. It is true blogging is not my occupation but it is surely a commitment that keeps me occupied especially around the first week of every month with the #WordsMatter blog hop. The prompt for this month is ’20 years ago, I…’ and thus my reminiscence takes me to 1st Nov 1999.
20 years ago, I was in Delhi on 1st Nov 1999.
1999 was a hard year. I moved to Delhi from my small city in Western UP in July having secured admission to Delhi University for graduation. My parents had made the provision of rental accommodation wherein I shared a flat with 3 other girls. Those girls were my classmates from 12th Standard.
3 months had passed since July and the new world around me was still not making any sense to me. Living by myself independently, commuting by the public transport i.e. the blueline buses and the perils and harassment that came with it was a huge pain.
The commerce course at the college was confusing or rather I wasn’t able to concentrate much on it. Additionally, my father thrust me with registering me with the CA Foundation course. This added to the pressure with more studies and completing the assignments.
If this was not enough to leave me deluded, I couldn’t get along with any of the flatmates. I was perceived as a constant threat since I did not join them on their extra-curricular adventures having given up after an initial one or two excursions. They feared I would tell on them to my parents or theirs. The deliberate isolation, which I created for myself and which was also dished out to me, was terribly disturbing.
There was little surprise when the results of the final exams were declared. I did not do well securing the 2nd division. Also, I did not appear for the CA Foundation exams and eventually I gave up on it. My parents were definitely not happy about my academic performance. However, they understood the reasons. I had kept them fully aware of what was going on in the house with the girls and the atmosphere. I was allowed to call it quits with them for the second year. And for good.
I so much wished to write a happy funny post for this month’s prompt as I always try to do but this slice of life happened to be anything but humourous.
The prompt for this edition of #WordsMatter linkup is ‘20 years ago, I…’
I received this tag from Pragya Bhatt at Yoga with Pragya. It’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Holly Jahangiri at A Fresh Perspective. There are 29 of us on this Blog Hop and it will be spread over 3 days – 1st, 2nd and 3rd November 2019. Do follow the #WordsMatter Blog Hop and prepare to be wowed!