From being a girl of 10 or 11 whose parents used the "I'll make you live in a hostel" threat to reprimand her to being a girl of 15 or 16 who wanted to live in a hostel (which rebellious teen doesn't?) to a grown up (maturity is questionable) of 23 who is finally moving out of her parents' chatrachaya (as my friend so eloquently put it) (meaning protection or shelter).
It has been a roller coaster of decisions, reality checks, permissions and emotions.
This Bombay Bumpkin is making her way to another city.
I will be writing about:
- How not to screw up when you ain't with mommy and daddy
- How to grow up (haha)
- How to cook maggi
- How to make sure you don't screw up so bad that your parents pester you to "come back home for good" before you are ready
- Other misc items related to"Just how not to screw up"
The fact that I don't know what is in store for me gets me scared, excited and uncertain all at once.
I hope to document it all. Maybe it will help someone somewhere sometime; just maybe.
