It's Just Me

Everything was so peculiar about my life. I was bored of it. Nothing new was happening.

I had dreams.................Lots of dreams. I was living them but only in my head. I believed that I could rule the world with my talent but life. Life was hitting me and when life hits, it drains every single hope. I thought that I could make life accept my dreams with the power of my will but life

didn't like it.

I was participated in a quiz and cleared its first level; got selected for the second level. I was so confident that I can win the quiz. And as they say, 'pride comes before fall.' I failed. But two students from my school won first prize in their respective categories.

Up next, some random guy got more marks than me in English exam. I was really ashamed of myself at that moment.

I had a dream to 'best student in co-curricular activities' award which is awarded every year to the best student in twelfth standard who had achieved remarkable accomplishments till date. But unfortunately, my teacher denied even considering my name due to my poor academic performance in eleventh standard, though the award is for co-curricular activities and just a year's poor performance over-shadowed my achievements in the past decade.

Everyone around me seemed happy.

Why?

Because they were not as aspirational as me. They were enjoying their present but I just dreaming about my future.

I wanted to escape the world. Escape the reality. Escape the challenges of life.

One day, I got the chance I was looking for; the same day, teacher denied considering me.

That afternoon, we were supposed to leave for a declamation competition.

I was not even expecting any prize.

We left and unfortunately ( but luckily for me), he bus's tire got punctured. Hence, we didn't had the chance to reach the venue on time. So, we called the teacher who allowed me to come back, alone on a roadways bus.

The driver of the school bus remained at the spot to wait for the mechanic, meanwhile I got a bus.

I got off the bus in a town just before my city.

I went into the crowded streets of its market. I know it was wrong, but living with all those regrets was also as dangerous.

I did window shopping, spent some time sitting under the tree in a park, painted the environment around me in the park. Then I went to library where I read as many books as I could.

Then I went to a temple where I had my lunch.

And now, I'm in a bus, way back to my home.

I don't know if anything would change. No one knows.

I just had a short unaimed journey in this aimed life.

I cheated life for half a day.

No problems.

No stress.

No one who knows me.

Now, it's just me, sitting in this bus; going back to all the problems but with a little spark in my heart!