What to do when we bid adieu to our teens and enter life’s roaring twenties? Two whole decades have passed, who am I? It is supposedly a variedera, detached from the warrantable turbulence of adolescence, but then again what was that, and has anything really changed?
These thoughts occupy me throughout the days as I navigate coming of age, 23 years into the millennium. Let’s materialize them, let’s start somewhere.
As it so happens, gaining cognisance of myself and being, was paralleled with coming to and settling in the “millennium city.”
In 2006, at my innocent clear slate of three years, my family migrated from busy Bombay to groovy Gurgaon. Gurugram symbolized tenderness and bloom. It is here that I learnt my do-re-mi, welcomed the onset of puberty, endured its trials and tribulations, and revelled in its delightful sensations. Then, upon reaching the majority, I left this warm abode to explore prospects. I had to carve out a life and identity of my own, for self-reliance is a must.
“Warrantable turbulence of adolescence,” what was that?
To put it simply, to me adolescence was this rugged period of upheaval characterized by mood swings, elation and depression, intense desire to escape the void that consumes us all and find profound meaning. This naturally, combined with the obscure rationality of a loved, sweet, flawed teenager meant semi-disaster. But isn’t that what it means to be a teen?
It’s expected, it’s warranted. I wasn’t even that far off, and yet……
Has anything changed? No…I don’t know…but yeah….
There is a brighter side now, of hope, self-awareness and growth. Insecurities and shortcomings persist, but so does a renewed self-belief and gratitude.
Who am I? Me, that is who. Sensitive, reflective, clumsy, sweet, funny, occasionally cranky. All good things.
And as for what to do when we bid adieu, nothing, sail through.
This Article is all over the place, I didn’t know how to make it make sense. Is it even relevant to a family-friendly neighbourhood news broadcast? Probably not. Thoughts had to be spilt, something had to get done. Procrastination is a sin and I beat the devil. Ta-ta.
