Realisations on the Window Pane

Vacations and Monsoons. A heady combination. And if overthinking blended with a pinch of memories could be devilish, then an idle mind can surely be a workshop. Twenties are generally a very vulnerable time. Stepping out of the luxury of adolescence and teenage there comes a plethora of responsibilities, of which some are bestowed upon by society while the rest are self-imposed! After all, it’s the question of being a responsible, independent and self-sufficient adult stuck in the transformation from being a maiden to a lady! The mind becomes a labyrinth of oozing ideas and realisations clipped to which are the privilege of wisdom that takes us through these passing times to the future, which we have plans for that never end up right!

We seem quite experienced, which we surely are, owing to the fact that these bygone years was no cakewalk! It’s exactly now that we start assuming that all the pieces in life that all this while had been hay wired have finally started to fall into place. We start to believe we’ve finally settled in life! Which we probably have unknowingly!

Transitions are unique! Adolescence is generally rebellious followed by the twenties where we seem to get philosophical about life! We advise our juniors and assume to be parallel to our seniors! This is the time that we depend on at the most five people in life, the fifth one varying from time to time. Well, trust me, if you have fixed the fifth position and you’re confident about it, then you truly are settled.

One fine afternoon, with the dark clouds hovering above in the bright sky, on some odd day of an odd week in Kolkata, even this woman in her twenties, rummaged the labyrinth of her mind. You are the result of the people you’ve met over the years, who’ve influenced you to what you are today and the incidents you’ve faced that has shaped you into the person the world sees you as. The past twenty years of her life ran like a movie before her eyes, as she stared out into the sky, through the hindered freedom called windows. Which was the only light of realisation in her dark room of memories with a topping of reality.

Overthinking hovered above like those heavy dark clouds. Every single mistake, every other atrocity was heightened. She felt the pain of the past enveloping her with regrets of wasting considerable amount of time for people who didn’t even matter for her today! She knew she didn’t have answers to the why and how of life. It’s strange how her heart felt blank while her intestines churned with regret and realisations. Yet, it’s just the past! A parcel of life that will never be delivered.

She heaved a sigh as the lightening split the sky in two. On one half she could see the twenty years of her life with that changing fifth person every now and then while on the other half was the one where she could call all the five people her constants. Yes, she was confident!

With the pelting down rain drops, hitting her window pane and splashing apart, she saw her realisations hitting conscience.

As she sipped into her cappuccino making fake moustaches, she knew she had him to wipe it out and bring a million-dollar smile on her pale face! As nature poured in her beauty in all her abundance, she rested her thoughts with a token of smile thinking All’s Well That Ends Well. 

She knew she was SETTLED.

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