So, have you guys ever experienced a blackout?

Well, I’m sure some of you have…

But I hadn’t, for some strange reason, WHICH I WAS PERFECTLY FINE WITH.

Up until 4 days ago, when I experienced my first blackout and power-cut.

Ever since we moved, I had been tasked with completing household chores. The umpteen lectures on “responsibility” and “independence” were finally being put into practice. As our new house needed cleaning, and “everyone needed to do their part” (Guess who said THAT☹), I was very unjustly coaxed, convinced, and cajoled into vacuuming with promises of free time soon, which graduated into later, which metamorphosed into the next day, and then I stopped asking altogether.

Well, I’m sure that all of you have at least ONCE IN A WHILE been sandwiched into a situation (UNINTENTIONALLY!) where your mom has one opinion on a certain matter and your dad has another. The result of this dissonance- Yeah! A chaotic mirth. And that’s exactly what today’s post is about.

These tiny experiences do lighten me up. But it also leads me to wonder an unfathomable question, how did these two people, one from the North Pole and one from the South Pole end up together? It’s quite a valid question if you think about it…and I still haven’t found the answer I was looking for.

Anyways, enjoy!

I am in high spirits. I HAVE FINALLY OBTAINED MY PHONE!

You know the impediments of not possessing a smartphone in today’s world, right? It is subversive, against the norms of social etiquette. Your friends are continuously comparing game scores, discussing their lives over WhatsApp, planning trips, contributing to important decisions like climate change and habitat loss(or so it seems) discussing projects animatedly and listening to their favorite music and what are you doing, suffering in FOMO? This phone-free status had turned my world upside down and made me feel like a “recluse”. It didn’t matter if this device provided you with uninhibited access to the inevitable, cyberbullying, vulnerabilities, and distractions (A huge list provided by my well-wishers), I was not OK to live in the pre-historic times, you see! And clearly, the positives outweighed the negatives. (At least, for now…)

“…where the Grove of Dodona is”, I read, engrossed in the 1^st book of the Trials of Apollo. I had recently started the series and already, I loved it. I walked into the bedroom, looking for a comb to tame my unruly hair. It was disrupting my reading and I was exasperated. As I set the book onto the table and looked into the mirror, I nearly screamed, but managed to suppress the urge to. There, perching on my forehead, distorting my reflection with its horrifying presence, WAS A PIMPLE RIGHT AT THE CENTRE OF MY FOREHEAD! No wait! There was another one peeping out from the left corner of my hairline.

OK! Isn’t it entirely inequitable that my parents do not trust me with a phone? It is utter injustice! It is unthinkable that even after years of being perfectly responsible (at least I feel so), I could not dispel the grave misperceptions that I am a certified accountable individual who can tame the sense of urgency to flip through new messages or switch off unwanted notifications when they pop up on the screen! However, looking on the bright side, my mother let me use her phone for all my WhatsApp groups and chats. Making the most of it, I spent all my time changing her profile picture, until I discovered her status. Today, something hilarious happened regarding her status update!

No Em! Lizards are not adorable! And no, I was NOT having a staring contest with a lizard! Sigh…

Oh! Hello everyone! As you can see, Em is TRYING to dig into my emotions by referring to an awkward incident (if I MUST admit) about me and a lizard. Let me tell you about it!

That Monday, I was lounging on my bed, reading Sherlock Holmes. It was quite an interesting read, and I was completely engrossed in it. Suddenly, I looked up. My concentration was broken and I was shocked and devastated. My head reeled and disgust seeped into my soul. The reason- A big, brown lizard with ugly spots was perching on a painting that I had created recently!

This poem was composed jointly by my mother and me. Today, my brain could not conceive any idea about what my poem would be about. I could say that my mind was blank. She helped me to organize my thoughts and frame this poem. However, the drawing is my own creation. We hope you enjoy this read!

In my earlier blog, I had listed out the top 5 things that I disliked. But as I mentioned, I do have my favorites. It took me quite some time to narrow it down to my “Top Five”

Number 1: Reading, reading, and more reading….

Reading fiction holds the topmost rank in my list of hobbies. I have a vast collection of books from which I read EVERY SINGLE DAY! My mother gets extremely annoyed when I read late into the night or sneak to read in the morning while they are asleep. Rain or shine, I must read. My love for reading was inculcated in me by my Kindergarten teacher, Miss. P. She was the first person to introduce me to the wonderful world of storybooks. I mostly enjoy genres like mystery, fantasy, sci-fi, and suspense. I have loved reading “The Young Elites”, “ Harry Potter”, “Percy Jackson, “The Trials of Apollo”, “Nancy Drew”, “ Agatha Christie”, “Hardy Boys”, “The Spider Wick Chronicles”, “The Dragon Pearl”, few works of  William Shakespeare, etc, etc, etc. (The list is endless, so I better pause here).  J.K Rowling is my favorite author and a big inspiration. Someday, I wish to create a magical world of my own with my writing.