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- Stronger tea.

So, a lot has happened in past few months. Got ditched by my boyfriend, wherein he got back with this other girl whom he had left for me two years back. Almost discovered how pathetic I had become for this one emotionally vulnerable person. Whosoever is reading this. Don’t do that. You’ll feel bad about it later on and shall end up writing another blog, like this one, which does no good to people. But if you’re still reading this, more things happened past few months.
Have you ever wondered how we are too quick to help people and suggest them numerous ways in which they could cheer themselves up? And how herculean it becomes to act upon the same shit when we are doomed ourselves. Exactly. Same happened. I could not look up for solutions to my miseries. Solutions that lied inside of me. So, I extended my arms for help. For all those who are reading this, talk about your anxiety and irritability as comfortably as you talk about guys sending you ‘hey beautiful’ on social media with your friends. Talk about why you did not feel like eating or talking. Talk about reasons behind your sudden binge eating. Talk about your sleeplessness. Talk about whatsoever troubles you, instead of, laying it off with excuses that you’re ill or that you’re busy or things are not well back at home.
Amidst all these talking, you might discover that you have a plenty of caring people in your life and have an abundance of unnecessary human beings who always took away the thunder those former ones deserved. At least, I did. I rediscovered some hidden principles of friendship. And one them is that it stays over time, space, universe and galaxies. It chooses to be your constant. So, I lost a bunch of people whom I thought were indispensable. And made no new friends to compensate the vacancies. I like it airy now. Some said they are there. Some showed they are there. But only a few, were there. Those few, did not ask for problems to come up with solutions. Did not give a fuck to my rationale. But simply appeared while others seemed to vanish cowardly. They did not ask me to open my heart or to cry my pain out or to spill the beans. Instead, came up with some innovative positions to have threesome.
And yes, not to forget, just got mugged in the morning. Lost all my official identity cards, debit card, tickets, money, a pair of really cool Jhumka and a pretty anklet. So, here I am, far away from my home town, with no money in hands, no shoulder to cry on, no acquaintance to ask for help and no official proof that I am an Indian citizen, apart from my complexion and accent, assuming you’re a racist. Also, baba hung up on me saying it as my carelessness. But anyway, that’s facile to settle.
Now, I know I am nobody to tell you this. Maybe your pains are darker than mine and tales consists of more turmoil. But within these few drastic months, if nothing, I have learnt that these adversities are not larger than you. We all face problems as per our potential to grapple with it. If you think that your problem is beyond your capacity, maybe you are yet to discover your worth.
Maybe you’re just boiling. Only to become a stronger tea!

Picture credits: Shubham garg


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