That awkward moment when . . .

That awkward moment when your parents say, “Beta we are your best friends, you can share everything with us.” I mean, come on, all of us have been through this phase at least once in our life. For me it’s more than once! Yeah! You can try imagining the intensity of growing awkwardness.

Usually I am the ‘talk-without-thinking’ person who goes on chattering no matter what. People keep hoping for me to stop but when I do, they have a big problem; a problem which is more important than the latest terrorist attack that they won’t leave me in peace till I start talking again. I mean no one said that people who talk a lot can’t remain silent. And when they eventually are silent, it doesn’t mean that something is wrong with them. Sometimes they just want to be silent. They’re tired of 24*7 tittle-tattle and they need a break. It appears like they haven’t got a brain but the thing is all the blabbering is just a wall, most of the times. Silence can haunt some people to death. People like me cannot share silence. Because most of the times people will keep on bugging you about how-can-you-be-silent. We are silent with very few people, people we are comfortable with. And it is irritating when those people want you to chat like you always do. Believe it or not, people who talk all the time love silence more than anyone.

Well, I diverted from the point. But I was giving you some background. Anyway, the point is that I have been sick for more than 48 hours now. When I am extremely sick I do not talk. Not at all. When I am sick but it’s not extreme, you can’t stop me from talking. I mean this is the usual idea of people around me, which is in fact true. And my dear mother has exercised her poor brain way too much to find out if everything is fine with me today or not; as I keep saying I am fine but am not really making proper conversations. And she obviously shares this thought with her Dear husband, I mean my dad. :P

I do not know from where it came but it came anyway; the awkward moment when my dad said that “Mr. XYZ read your blog and thinks that your father is your best friend.” “So, you can share anything and everything with me.” There was an awkward 5 second pause after which I Laughed Out Loud and said “Papa, Mujhe Pyaar ho gaya hai and I was trying to hide it from you. HAHAHA..” And I repeated it again.  Love is a very obvious thing to happen for people of my age, it is in fact the perfect age said my father. I haven’t been paying attention to my studies, mostly spending time sleeping, being silent! So maybe I am into something called love. If only my parents would get to know about my idea of love, they would realize that I am not only a hopeless romantic but even if I eventually fall in love someday, I will joke about it and let that moment pass. Apparently, I am the kind of a person who isn’t comfortable with commitments and is kind of afraid of love and relationships at the moment.

What my Dad mentioned wasn’t a big deal. My mom had said those same words years back when I was in a lovey-dovey relationship. After my self-heartbreak, it took me a really long time to move on from my first love, but no one really found it out or at least they did not mention it at home. Here I am wanting a bit of silence in my life and I seem to be in love! It is a big deal because relationships freak me out and most importantly, people’s opinion about my love life and relationship status is quite depressing. But I survive. Somehow. Definitely, may be. I kind of believe that relationships are the most interesting thing on this planet! So I keep observing them. They interest me and I have been born with enough relations and do not need to add another, not now at least.

Dear Dad, if you are reading this then just know that I am really not into love. Someday I will be, may be. And you will know about it. But yes then I am not going to listen to anything you say, right or wrong. Hahaha!