A Frustrating Thursday…

    The Sane Loon
    I think it would be redundant to ask if you have ever been
    in a situation that you had a lot of important work to do, but you’re too frustrated
    to be bothered with it, who hasn’t been?

    One of those days, where almost nothing seems to go in your
    favor. It’s not going against you as such, but life isn’t being smooth either.
    I got up pretty early, almost early enough to reach college in time, but then
    my digestive track seemed to be working on a different time schedule, hence I
    got delayed. When I got out of the metro, the bus I took, the entire window
    frame across my seat, was missing. Finally reaching my institutional destination,
    I learn that the remaining classes of the day are all theoretical and require
    my full attention, which is difficult when you feel feverish and unmotivated. I
    have to leave class in the middle of a juicy debate in order to reach in time
    for French class, and I’m still curious as to what all was said in class.

    When I do  reach there, accompanied by my two buddies, I feel  an
    ominous throbbing in my forehead. Once the class began, my hunch was confirmed, as I could barely understand most of what was going on or what la professuer was
    saying. It was even more frustrating as almost all my classmates seemed to get
    it, but my mind was fighting its own instinct to articulate in the English
    language, which gave me a real headache. Things only got worse when everyone
    but me and Robin were given their Alliance Francais IDs, and we waited over an
    hour to be told that we’ll need to resubmit our photos and collect them next
    week.  At this point, I only have few
    things to look forward to, buying PC games with Robin from Palika, and some pav
    bhaji. We reach Rajiv Chowk, the pav bhaji joint Robin has been advertising had
    shut shop and we didn’t have any time to install the games on my laptop, so I’d
    been lugging it around all day for nothing.

    I reach home, tired, hungry and frustrated. In no mood to
    talk, and with a lot of work to do, tolerance levels run at serious lows. So I
    ask mom to make me some dinner, don’t ask me what I am, just cook something
    tasty and give it to me, I’ll eat it. Waiting for dinner, I do mental checklist
    for all the work I need to finish tonight, and by the third item on the list, I
    decide that its too much to do, and no point in doing any of it.

    If only life were that simple still. As you grow up, and its
    your turn to face the world, a lot of emotions and outbursts and choices become
    luxuries you cannot afford. If the work needs to be done, you do it, no matter
    what your mood is. I agree it won’t be your best, but you still need to do it.
    So, like most of my peers, I slide into my blanket, watch some videos or listen
    to some music, and do the work I need to do. Now I know why adults used to
    laugh, when we as kids would look forward to growing up, really should have
    picked up on that.

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