The most annoying question in the planet would be, “So, what’s up?!”
Every time someone asks me this I shift my glance to the ceiling, floor, left and then back at the person and reply “ah, you know the usual..life!” The truth is I am a very boring person.
So if you think that at some point in this article I’m going to make a statement like “…but I want to change”, then I assure you that’s NOT going to happen. I freaking love my life!
Most of my weekends are spent watching some good movies on tv, sleeping all afternoon, lazing on the couch, sipping on that warm cup of tea or having some good food. Half of you just yawned before you finished the sentence, but for me I couldn’t be happier. My better half and I love our home and we think hanging out there is probably the best way to spend a weekend. Obviously, no one else I know feels the same.
I would also like to add that this general laziness (for the lack of a better word) is not just on weekends. I prefer to dress more comfortably less according to the occasion (you’d see me in my pajamas and hoodie most of the time). I’ve given up on wearing heels and I have no shame in admitting that I show up to work most days without any makeup.
I live in one of the most crowded, yet “happening” localities of the city. You can imagine what that’s like — a lot of people, fancy restaurants, clubs, fancy buildings and also a lot of noise and nonsense. Why should I pay an atrocious amount to dine at a crowded and noisy place when my aim was to get away from it, I’d like to ask my concerned friends. Unfortunately, I don’t think it’s wise to ask that and instead give in to their requests at times and end up going out and having a great time. The other times I come up with excuses like “I’m too old for this!”
Of course, I can’t really escape from the city hustle by being home, but the immense peace of being in my own personal space, without being worried if I’m presentable or not or if there’s something stuck on my tooth, is just something else. Why should I bargain on that?
I know it’s equally important to socialise and meet new people, build my network, yada yada. Well, I am quite active online and I take social media very seriously. I update when I travel, I post pictures of my pet, mandatory yet random selfies, more pictures of my pet etc. I have few followers and they seem to like my posts. I have a decent number of Facebook friends, excluding family, and that’s all the micromanaging I can do.
Yes, there was a me who wouldn’t be home cause I was out there making new friends, or dancing away my blues. I was always the first and the most excited of the lot to try out the new restaurant in the area and the one who was always updated with what was happening in whose life. I also was that person who wouldn’t read the same book or wear the same attire twice because I believed life was too short to be boring. Well, what happened, you might ask.
I realised that the music was the same everywhere. The food also ended up tasing the same, though some places cooked it better. The people who I ended up meeting fell in one category — they all were perfect strangers who really didn’t care about me but wanted me to be an addition to their social media list. Yes, while some friendships lasted, others faded. And then they were those days when I eagerly waited to get out of the house but had no one to go out with. And that’s when I fell in love.
I fell in love with the simple life.Being in love is like a child on sugar rush. Nothing really can dampen the kid’s spirit. I don’t feel the need for anything more exciting and challenging, like my young self once needed. Now binging on movies, hanging out in my PJs, and mostly not doing anything AMAZING is what I do because life’s that good. I fell in love and never fell out of it.
Wait before you dismiss me off as a 60 year old, let me just add that I’m not all that dead! I like my share of new experiences and adventures. I still want to jump off a cliff (of course with a rope that ties me to reality), explore a foreign land and do something I never thought I would. If I ever get tickets to visit Cambodia or Japan (Pfft, as if), I wouldn’t say no! It would be something that adds to the joy of my life, but I am okay with the fact that maybe this might never happen.
Ugh, so boring, my sister shrieked when I told her my new life mantra. She thinks I might die of premature aging. But this is how I want to live. Maybe not as simple to the extent of abandoning all worldly pleasures and seeking self attainment, rather something more apt for someone who loves in the city but can’t have too much of it. Everyone has one life to live, and it should be the way they’d feel like. When the fancy places and people go away and there’s nothing more in the world that could possibly make me any more happier and I’m stuck in a room with only myself, I’d be okay with it. Would you?
