It's been such a long time since I actually wrote a proper blog post. I can already feel myself losing my edge in writing and also reading. Heck, not a single book has I finished reading during this summer break.
Oh yes, I'm on a break. A pretty long break, you can say.
Life's been pretty amazing, I guess. The whole ride has been thrilling. I've been out and about and learned a lot of things since I've been away from home.
Talk about home. It's good to be back home. Even the thought of home makes me smile - and cry. The imaginary mind of mine would silently play shots of my room, the garden and I begin to ponder on what my parents would be doing right now or how is my sister coping with her studies. I'd go thinking on how far home is and how badly I miss home. How bad I miss the smell of mum's cooking.
Everyone misses home. Everyone loves their family. But when you're thousands miles away from home for almost a year, things happened to change. I mean, the whole environment starts to change. You left. For a year and you imagined that when you're back, everything would be the same but you're wrong. Time didn't freeze. Everyone moved on. Everything's changed and so do you.
I've actually been longing to start writing again. I've had a lot of things to say and I've been imagining on what to write and when. Haha. Riiight.
Summer break has been ok, I guess. I've been sitting and doing chores like how I used to but the difference now is that, it's in a different place now.
We've moved to a new house. It's bigger than the old one, that's for sure but frankly speaking, I love the old one. Maybe I am so used to living in that comfy place that I called home for the past 17 years of my life. It might be a bit smaller and I may have to share the room with my sister and bare the mess she makes everyday but I sure like the vibe the house gives. It's cozy and it's perfect. Perfect for me. I've never imagined or longing to live in huge bangalows. Once, a teacher asked the whole class what do we want to be and have in 10 years. Everyone wanted to have luxury. Everyone wants huge cars, big houses. And then the teacher called my name and asked me, " what's your target in 10 years, Anis? " . I smiled and stood in front of the whole class and showed everyone my ill-drawn drawing. There were a white coat, stethoscope and small children around playing. This reads pediatrician. Then there was a mini cooper I drew which I think it was so cute. You see, I've always wanted a mini cooper. Always. I've made a promise in front of my parents and to myself that I will own a mini cooper before I reach 35. Big dreams for a girl, ay? And lastly, I drew a small house with a couple standing while holding a baby. The teacher asked me why did I draw that and I said this out loud " I have never thought of living in a large house with lots of cars around it. Never in my life and I dont think I'd want it. I dream for a house which is just nice for my family and comfortable for us to stay. I want my children to have a place that suits them. A place for them to grow and learn. I don't need more than that. And the couple I drew here means nothing to me. To be frank, I drew this because I saw everyone was drawing it and was telling on how they'd like to get marry and etc. I dont see myself getting married..yet. "
Words can't describe how much I miss my old house. That was the place that I grew and there was so many memories in that house. I actually cried because I miss it. I truly am. I remembered lying underneath the coffee table and wrote the whole alphabets in order. I remembered the time my brothers and I built a hut by putting a mat between two chairs. I remembered how I'd wake up early in the morning and waited for the bus to pick me up. I'd laugh everytime I remember how we would make a fuss and argue who would bathe first in the morning or after iftar. The whole family would gather in front of the tv and sat there until one of us got sleepy. Not to forget the friendly neighbours. I miss everything about the neighbourhood. It defenitely feels different here.
And there you go a whole post about some random thoughts of mine. I don't even think anyone reads my blog and that made me feel a bit relieved. Why? Because no one would judge me. No once would care and this lets me write whatever is stuck in this messy head of mine.
That's all, folks.
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