How should I have
celebrated my 21st? They say your 21st birthday is the
last milestone you should celebrate before your 40th. Like you throw parties
when you turn sweet 16, adult 18 & legal 21. I remember how I spent the
evening howling on my 19th birthday because I was fearful of the
responsibilities in the future. But then it’s my 21st! You’re
supposed to get wasted on this day because you’re legally allowed to drink;
hell I got my best friend wasted on her 21st! I had all the
intentions to throw a massive weekend party for about 60 friends. But then two weeks before the day I was looking at the guest list & thought to myself,
“It’s a big day for me and I want all
my friends there because I know they
love me and care for me. But half of the ‘friends’ on the list didn’t care for
me, didn’t stand by me when they should’ve, didn’t stop any wrong happening to
me, weren’t moved by my tears, nothing at all. Why should I then have them
around me on my special day?”
That was the day I
decided I wanted a special 21st only
with those who love me.
I’m in a phase where
I’m disturbed, emotionally tired, disoriented in my brain & can’t make any
decisions. I need a break. From everything. I decided to go to Coimbatore to my
aunt’s villa that is in the outskirts of the town surrounded by mountains and
nothing else. I wanted a change in environment, wanted peace, solitude, to be
away from people. My aunt is a Reiki master and every time she’s around there’s
just this peaceful energy. And I was craving for that. So with that thought, I
was off to Coimbatore. But then lately God is enjoying this game of throwing
random situations at me at the last moment and so instead of going to
Coimbatore, I went to Chennai.
I love the beach. I
love the sun, warmth, sand, water and wind. On 25th that’s what we
did. We went to a private beach of the Radisson,
which was outside town and just walked there for a bit. And I loved it. It was perfect. I saw the sun
setting over the water; saw the sky go from light to dark. I wore a pink beach-y dress and even though my late Didima’s
(maternal grandmother) gold watch didn’t go with the dress, I still wore it. I
know she’s around when I wear the watch and I feel stronger and protected. I
took my Didima with me and walked
along the shore with her.
I visited God before
the beach to say hi and take his blessings- another thing that was top in the
agenda. My evening ended with a fantastic dinner at the Radisson Temple Bay, two surprise cakes and a whole bunch of gifts
from my aunt! Towards the end of the day I was thanking all those who wished me
on Facebook and some of them seemed
so genuine like they really wanted the best year for me. 21 years of
experiences, memories, gains, losses, relationships, decisions, travel,
purchases, status messages, photos, tags and a whole lot more. I will spend
tomorrow counting the blessings I got this year and make each of them count in
my 22nd year.
That’s my gift to
myself.
4 comments:
...and well deserved. Su, I still can't find the button to follow your blog. Is it 'Subscribe by email' ?
Have you seen the development of my story? Also, I've asked the publisher to cut the price of 'Paddy Egan's Hammer' to FREE. I mean, seriously, who wants to spend three dollars on a two page story??? Anyway, it can now be downloaded for free at Lulu.com.
Keep up the good writing!
After spending a good 2hrs looking for the 'Follow' feature I found out that the template that I use is new and currently the 'Follow' feature doesn't exist. Google says they're working on a lot of these features for the new templates & it should be rolled out soon. Sad isn't it? :(
Hey John! There finally is a 'subscribe'/'readers' feature!! Just saw it on the right hand side of the page.
Great! I just added you to my Google Readers list. That will make it easier to follow your journey. Did you see my notes after the San Francisco Writers Conference? //John
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