It depicts me the best. I often avoid conversations and reserve my opinions. In most conversations I was the youngest so even if I had an opinion it really didn’t matter. Probably one of the reasons that I celebrate getting older.
Though I learnt to restrict my words my face however is an open book. I think 90% of the the time my unamused face reveals my opinion on the matter.
It is my most frequently used emoji in my phone. It completely expresses how I feel with out using words.
It often starts with a news headline. If I see something in the news that I don’t understand I then go and try to search the net for more information.
I often get fascinated by things I don’t know and keep investigating it further. And in the off chance that I find someone who interested in the same topic I end up discussing the topic with them.
I love talking about new advancements in technology, changes in the market, new medical innovations.
On the other hand, on a non-newspaper influenced topic list stationary definitely tops the list. I love talking about new books, TV series, Cooking, Traveling.
If I were to summarize, the topic really does not matter. What matters is who I am having the conversation with. With my sister and very few close friends I can talk about any topic under the sun.
I need time for a lot of things. I think we as humans always feel that we are running short of time.
I think it mostly comes out of the fact that I procrastinate a lot. I keep putting off things with the idea that I have time. And when the deadline actually comes by, I have not completed the task and then I keeping wishing for more time.
I wish I had more time on vacations. I wish I could travel to all the places I wanted to see rather than remove things from my itinerary. I wish I had more time to appreciate each place that I could visit.
There are other things for which I wish I had more time. I wish I had more time with my grandparents. I wish they were there with me at an age that I could the love in their actions. I wish I had more time to understand them better.
So Yes, if there was time to spare I would surely want it.
As a child shopping for groceries was like an adventure. Today I don’t think I put in much thought to when I go to the grocery store.
I make a list at home before I go and the run around the store trying to gather all the items as soon as possible. The faster I am out of the store the better. All I think is the faster I can get the things back home the sooner I can make food and the sooner I can take rest.
If I were to list out my top frequent grocery store items are: a. Bread b. Milk c. Eggs d. Oil e. Tissue
If the list was of my top 5 favorite grocery items are: a. Wafers b. Chips c. Ice Cream d. Coffee e. Noodles
In the first instance of listening the question I would say when I buy new stationary. I get extremely excited when I place an order for a new marker or sticker. The joy of opening that package when it arrives is almost like opening a gift to myself.
However, if I were to think about it for a while about when am I genuinely happy I would have a different answer. I am the most happy when I can stand aside in the background and see the people I love be happy.
I am trying to be better person. The people that I love: my family and my friends they have given me a lot. When I was weak they have supported me in the ways possible by them. I won’t lie they have given a share of hurt but the joy they give is totally worth it.
I love seeing them smile and enjoy life. I wish I could remove all the horrible memories in their life. I know that it is not possible. However, I do hope to give them to enough happy memories that they forget the pain of the horrible ones. I think then I would the happiest i have ever been in my life.
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
All through my childhood I have heard this “Money can’t buy happiness”. When it comes to my parents and sister it definitely holds true. We did not have a rich lifestyle. We had no luxury travels or spa vacations. However, I had the most amazing childhood filled with happiness and the most craziest of memories.
As the years have gone by, my parents have gotten older. I have seen how the so called “relations” have changed the way they treat my parents. Till my parents helped them financial they were respected as elders in the house. Now that they are retired and confined to their small lives they cannot afford to spend much on others. I have seen my parents give up on their desires to make others happy. They limited their happiness to that of their family.
Now that I have grown up I want to at least try to give them some of their desires. To achieve that, I need to make money. Where money needs to to be spent it needs to be spent. And sometimes money can buy happiness. I want to take them on an trip maybe a cruise. It may not be something that they want but I want them to experience the “Luxuries” of life. I want them to have food in a fancy restaurant. I may not be able to remove the pain in their life. However, I want to give them some happy memories. They shouldn’t have to worry about the price tag associated with it.
I think this prompt is a weird one. I mean who asks “what could you try for the first time?”. I could try anything but I would try only those that I want too.
If I were to try something for the first time in food, it would maybe be Italian food. Particularly ravioli. I think I have eaten it when I was younger but I don’t remember it. Some where in my teenage years I fell sick after eating pasta and since then I have ran away from anything close to Italian. I have a family whole loves to explore new types of cuisine. All the while I sit in the corner with my fried chicken and fries. I hope that one day soon I can also come to appreciate the different cuisines around the world.
If I were to try something for the first time in activities, it would be deep sea diving. I find the life below the sea quite fascinating. But the sharks are definitely a factor that has deterred me from pursuing this activity. I mean I like the colorful fishes, but the teeth on the shark is enough to have me running in the other direction.
There are a million things that I want to try doing. I am super hesitant to try new things. However, I want to change that about me. Maybe start with one new thing a month and then slowly and gradually make it a habit.
I love collecting stuff. Over my lifetime I have had various collections.
I used to collect tiny shells whenever we visited the beach. I used to collect flower petals and dry them out. I used to collect recipes that I hoped to make one day. I used to collect old tattered notes from different countries.
Though I have given up collecting almost all of the things that I used to in my childhood I do still collect items.
I have continued my collection of stationery. Over the years I think it has almost converted to a sort of addiction. I still collect coins and notes. My collection of recipes has changed to an electronic format. I still love collecting cute hair clips though some might not consider it age appropriate. My collection of accessories has been reduced, I chose to get rid of the chains and keep only the pendants.
I think I would always have the instinct to collect items when my interest sparks in it. And I also am aware that when time passes as my interest changes so will my collections.
I feel bad that I can’t instantly tap into my happy memories.
Adulting is hard. The older I get I feel the more I forget about my childhood.
As this prompt showed up on my dashboard, I thought it would be something that I could easily write about. However, the next 1 hour was all about me wrecking my brain trying to remember the last fun thing I did.
When I think about the last 5 years I draw up a blank. I mean, am I so boring. I think I let the “reality of life” take too much of a forefront in all my choices. I got so caught up in completing my education, getting a job, achieving my future goals that I forgot to enjoy today.
I do have the occasional zone out days where I end up going to quite places to connect with nature. I feel that it helps me connect with myself. But I think I need to make time for my childhood self. Time to remember my childhood self.
The last time I had fun, 5 years ago was when I went to the children’s arcade with my closest friend and we went crazy. We played all the games. We won in nothing. Wasted a lot of money. But I remember laughing. Laughing without a care in the world. The kind of laugh I had used to get when going on the swing or sliding down a slide.
I am going to try finding that laugh again. I am going to try to at least make one such memory this year.
I have always gone to the beach as a child. I have many happy memories associated with the beach. Going to malls and park always entailed a cost and beach trips were the most pocket friendly option that we had. My parents always took time out of their week to make time to take us out. My mom prepared snacks and dad carried his fishing rod along. We spent hours on beach returning home with tanned skins and exhaustion that made us pass out as soon as our heads hit the pillow.
On the other hand, though I have not been on top of a “mountain”. I have had some chances to go to the top of hills and the cold breeze and fog is just mesmerizing. The air is cold as it enters your lungs and you can see every breath. Every breathe feels pure and healing. I could sit hours together taking in the beauty of nature (Of course I would need warm clothing to last in that cold).
To make a choice would almost be criminal. And in this case, I would own my indecisiveness and I prefer not to choose. Each aspect of nature gives me a new experience to behold and I choose to embrace each and every memory that it gives me.
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