Daydreamer…

It’s a cool rainy evening. There’s the reassuring breeze that’s letting you know that her friend, the Rain is on his way. He’s just stopped over to quickly make an appearance some kilometres away. He’ll soon be making his presence felt.

You’re excited. After the long, tiring day of listening to people constantly talk about the Earth, Ashoka the Great, Julius Caesar, the Reproduction System and other matters, all you want to do is come back home, put your legs on your bed and enjoy the evening uninterrupted.

This is pretty much every day. The life of a student.

Before you left to school, Daddy tells you that the weather forecast for the day is ‘rains after sunset’. A big mistake on his part. Feeding your brain information that will run on loop all through the day.

So while you sit there, looking aimlessly into the teacher’s eyes and pretending to understand the gibberish that is being taught, your head is slowing putting on it’s creative hat. Will Mummy make pakodas? Or some bajjis? Maybe you should try something different today. Coffee and spicy Bhel Puri. But you have to remember to go get it from the ‘gaadi guy’ before it starts raining.

The day drags on. Like mozzarella cheese on pizza. You’re tired. You want to go home.

And finally, when the bell shouts ‘get out’, you’re the new P.T Usha on the block. You get home, kick off your shoes, get into your PJs and praise everything good to finally be in your room.

The moment is finally arriving. You wait, just to ensure whether mom is making the delicious treats or if you can go and get some munchies.

Mom comes in, and she has a plate of biscuits. And coffee. The sheer disappointment. Coffee, you understand. But biscuits. She walks away, but not before letting you know that all you’re going to be doing for the next few hours is “STUDY”.

No rain, no hot treats, no lazing round.

Your only solace is going to that place of hope. Dreamland…

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(P.S: Kannada portion translation: “Odhabekendare naanu nanna Favourite jaagakke hOgutheyne”, meaning Everytime I am asked to study, I go to my favourite place- Dreamland)

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