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Nov 21, 2010

Why i hate being a grown up...

Hi guys... I am back. It has been a long time since I wrote anything. But you see, my exams are approaching near, so I think it's my duty to take out some of my little precious time for telling you things that u might have no interest in (Trust me, I have no interest in any of my stupid subjects).

So, here I try to remember my childhood days, say 10 years back.

The best part of the day when I was a child was the evening time, 4 to 6. All of us, my friends, used to play hide-n-seek, lock-n-key, and all sorts of the type. Cricket and T.T wasn't our game then. That fighting, taking sides in a debate, climbing on top of a garage to hide, running behind a friend on a cycle and more of such memories still make me say "Kya din the wo...". Now I dont play these games. Not because I have grown in size and it would be tough to hide or climb... but because I have grown in size.

After that me and my younger brother used to head for home tired of hunger... bang the lock on the door and shouted for food. 6 to 7 was also time for Disney hour. Munching your favourite snack with all eyes on Scrooge and Donald was legend - wait-for-it - dary. I still see cartoons but not with old people around who might catch me "watching cartoons".

Here comes the study part...boooriiiing !!!

Then comes dinner at 10...time for all saas-bahu and Tulsi c**p (altough I liked watching them...its now that I hate them). After dinner, if it was Saturday, all of us used to play carrom sometimes. I miss that corrom the most. I always used to tie up with ma and my brother with papa. And the game never used to end...seriously, never.

School wasnt much of an interest for me till XI - XII 's. Used to go like any other average kid. Also like everyone else I also wanted to grow up and teach these teachers whose the teacher(no offence to any of my teachers if they read this) and make even with every other bully who made me realise that I was just a child.

Then I happened to me. I grew up!! Following words were filled into my ears
"Chetan, jaa...market se saaman le aa"
"Chetan jaa fees bhar aa"
"Chetan aaj office jaana hai"
"Class X hai... achche se padho...10 ghante!!"
"IIT dega?? mehnat karta hai aapka ladka??" (asked by my sir to my dad)
"IIIT bhi achccha college hai!!!" (lolzz, my dad, wish he knew)
"Aage kya karoge..Mtech MS MBA...... ya sirf job!!" (not my dad, but friends, strange!!)
"Is baar to main fail" (this is me for the upcoming exams)

GOD, DAMN IT !!! Why did I ever wish to grow up???