Chulbuli wishes all her friends who read the blog a HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Chulbuli has been in deep sleep for the last five months. It’s the life of a grown up that I can’t take.
Kats is going from bad to worse. The last semester (that what they call a continious set of four months at the University of Bucca Urbs) was funny but boring. Life of a grownup is boring to me in general. But first semester was very boring. Kats was too busy running around, something that she did for the last two years. Running around all over the place in search for answers to questions. I know, understand, and have felt how crazy things can get when there are questions buzzing in your mind but there isn’t an answer for even a single one of them. I remember what had happened when I was in total control of Kats(i.e. when Kats was young) once I really couldn’t understand why and how on earth something as cute as a mosquito repellent manage to shoooo away the mosquitoes,everytime I looked at it the question popped up again in my head. I did ask Dad about it many times, sometimes 30 times in a day. And he used to answer it too :P
But Kats is in a different situation. Her questions are plenty, she has no Dad to answer them, also there are and were questions whose answers she couldn’t understand or can’t understand now. Just like my question on telephones, I had asked if telephone has wires attached to it and if we press the buttons on it we can speak to someone on the other line, how can we speak to everyone? If there one wire coming out of our phone how is that we can talk to anyone anywhere. How do they join our telephone line with just about anyone’s telephone lines? Dad did explain this to me, but I couldn’t understand. It was difficult for me to understand. So I just left it there. But I still asked him whenever I could, expecting my understating and his answer to improve. Kats gets a thousand questions like this every day. And each day she refuses to keep the question aside she doesn’t give up trying to find for the answer or asking the question to someone in hope for an answer. She doesn’t understand that her case is the same as that of mine telephone question. Still she is too busy finding the answers to her questions.She doesn’t see that maybe she has the answers but doesn’t understand it.
Amidst the search for answers to her questions she simply misses out on so many nice things happening around her. She misses to see the peacock flying (I AM NOT JOKING! SACHCHI MUCCHI! I SAW A PEACOCK FLY AND CROSS THE ROAD), she doesn’t notice the lovely flowers growing by the side of the road, she doesn’t see the colour of the sky isn’t always blue, she doesn’t see the wonderful shapes that the clouds make on the sky(I remember seeing a dragon cloud one day, but Kats was too busy to notice anything like that, she loves dargons…),God! there is so much that she has missed, if I type I may end up stating a blog on what all she missed till date in the last 5 years.
The only relief was that she welcomed the new year with her friend enjoying around the bon fire, cutting a cake, spilling soda on one and other…It was sooo fun!!I wish she did stuff like that every day.I mean not partying, but enjoying as such.
Kats is better off in any way than a few new friends of Kats. They search for answers but for the questions that they may be asked in something called an examination ( I hate them!!!),they don’t have questions poping up in their mind, even if they do they don’t listen to at all….I Don’t understand they do they do that. They say that such question will not be asked in ‘examinations’ and so they don’t want to find the answers for it. But should we find answers for examinations? Shouldn’t the answers be for ourselves as a reply for the questions in our mind…? Grown ups always say examinations are important as you get marks in them, which you can show to others,but what about the answer to those question they ask? Why don’t they share with others? Isn’t Finding answers important, grownups never talk about it…..
This situation is indeed very funny, there are people who don’t rest at all till they find answers to their questions and there are people who don’t even listen to the question that pops in their mind even once. Grown Ups are crazy…why can’t they be like us listen to the question that ops in their mind, ask them t whomever and whenever possible, but not allow finding answers to it become our only work….
This semester it is worse. The questions in her mind have made her not even notice her own self. She told her doubt to a gentleman who teaches her a zillion times ,he couldn’t understand her question itself, he thought her question is some other question and gives the answers to that question to her, but she doesn’t want that answer and she wants another answer, she did tell him but he doesn’t understand what she wants to say. And in the end Kats is worse than ever. She is desperately searching for answers, specifically that answer and thanks to that she has missed a lot and will miss a lot.
Why do grownups do this to themselves, why do they go in search of answers that won’t reveal themselves now or even if they do they won’t understand them…and in between all this they miss a lot of the colourful world around us…
