𝟏𝟎 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐱

 Woah, I have been waiting for quite a while to write this blog. 

 To be exact, 10 days.

These days went actually very quick, something I was afraid of that won't ever happen.

Just imagine being without internet or phone for 10 days. Impossible? absurd? well seems like I made the impossible possible. Even though I had my fair share of panic attacks?, those moments when you just wanna give up, extreme boredom or feeling painfully lonely...I survived them all. After the first two days, it wasn't a big deal for me. I just passed my time being with myself, finding my interests and writing thoughts that came in my mind. I was determined to finish this detox & I took it up as a challenge given by my mom. 

Alone in my room, the rain pouring in the background as I just sulked on my bed, bored...books became my friend. I played carrom all by myself and sometimes with an invisible person? weird I know. But what would I do, I wanted to keep myself amused and grieving obviously was of no use. I sang my songs, pulled up weird faces in my mirror whenever i entered my room, went forward towards being a raw chef with some yummy salad recipes. In simple words, I did a lot of things.

To be honest, I did like these 10 days but I wasn't satisfied, of course. Something did feel missing and we all know what that was. The journey was good but wasn't preferable. There were those moments where I felt I'm gonna explode but thankfully the amenities I had like my story books, carrom, pen & paper, journals and a lot of other stuff. One thing was, I actually never felt lonely. I mean, how can someone feel lonely when 7 men are staring right at you as you go about your day? (lol i mean my poster)...if you know you know. My piano was my most trusted and valuable friend, I even discovered some songs on my own on them without seeing the notes. I feel great because I'm now one with the piano, it's like a part of me, like my mom said. I know the sound of each key and can figure out songs way easily. But still, I have a long way to go there. I realized I had so much to do and I did them, when I felt like it. I did a lot of writing and reading & not one day was there in which I didn't touch my piano. 

I improved my mom's office timings as well, I didn't like the fact that she used to work till so late and the time she was supposed to spend with me were conveniently taken by her work or the office calls. At one point, I actually felt jealous of the people she works with because they obviously get more time with her rather than her own daughter. Now she only works till 7 in the evening but sometimes it takes till 8, nevermind. 

I've realized, it's just so sad for children whose both parents are working but they still try to stay strong like I have. I always have, but after a point it's unbearable. But crying over such matters is useless, and of course to have a peaceful life ahead they have to work now so I just shut my feelings and act like I don't mind if they work so much that they don't have much time for me. Maybe I have to effing grow up & adjust, because the human world out there I know is dark and lonely. I can't live being mumma's girl out there, the world will eat me out. So it's just a message to say to children like me that it's OKAY if your parents are working too much and not giving you ample time because they're doing it for the betterment of your future. Giving them more stress by whining or crying is obviously something we won't like doing it ourselves, but also keep in mind that they shouldn't overwork and cause stress to themselves, so balance it out. Do your thing, let them do theirs but don't overdo it. How much will a child control itself? it can grow properly only when it is conditioned with good love & care. You get the point. Anyways let's change the subject because I can't stop crying and I don't want to become more weak by crying, nowadays I've become more sensitive. I don't know why, maybe I'm at the peak point. 

To get over with it, like a grown-ass teenager, I just tell myself to control and be a happy person, even though there isn't quite a powerful reason to be one. I find happiness in my parents' happiness and I like that. That's how it is. Be happy for them. Control it for them. After all, they're the reason you took birth. But also know the nature is the ultimate reason we're alive. Don't get confused; I am very happy with myself. 

Work it out. Talk to your parents, solve the matter by just discussing out and being totally open about your feelings. Let's make the world a better place, and by that, I mean the human world. Nature world? not an ink of sadness there. Uh huh. You have the capacity to achieve anything, so what is this? A piece of mango. eat it up! it's delicious juicy and waiting for you. For all of you. And to extend the metaphor a little too far...don't worry, a mango tree produces more than 10,000 mangoes every year. Got plenty of opportunities there, haven't you? go grab it, it's calling for you! even better if mango is your favorite fruit. 😜

Now I know mainly adults will read this blog and maybe get a shock, possibly weep? I'm sorry to get tears in yours eyes if I did. Just one request, make sure that your kid reads this too, and I encourage this internet detox to be experienced by every kid, just like I did.

This is it I think, thank you for reading!!

Purple y'all💜✨