It was the last day of Durga Puja and I can’t get over the festive mood. Now I wonder how it used to be like just 2 years back and what it has become now.
The morning routine
During this time of the year, I used to have one-month-long holiday in school followed by final exam. Mornings were always difficult for me. After those late-night chats, gossip and movies I could barely wake up early. But it was the custom for us to take a shower and put on some fresh clothes and attend the anjali. Anjali wouldn’t take much time, returning from pandal we used to have breakfast.
Now I don’t have a single holiday in my office. I wake up, dress up and go to office like any other day.
Although I had day wise planning well before the actual holidays, I used to revise those plans and confirm with others once my breakfast was done. As Durga Puja spans over 5 days, everyday was dedicated for different set of friends- one day with school friends, one day with college friends, one day maybe visiting some relatives and so on.
Now I don’t have to plan for anything, if it’s a weekday I would just stare at my computer until it proposes me.
If the plan was to hang out with friends then I used to get ready and start calling my homies to decide dresses and places. If it was to visit somebody’s house then I used to take a compensation nap because relatives can wait but my sleep can’t. Sometimes I didn’t have any plan, I used to lie down on my back playing something on my laptop and enjoy my time.
If I spent the afternoon with my friends/family outside, it was the time to return home. Generally my cousins used to come at this time and we spent some time chitchatting. We used to get dressed up once again and visit the pandals and watch hot girls passing by.
Now I just see my watch every 5 minutes like I used to do in history class and desperately wait for the time to leave office for the day. I need to buy the groceries and decide what I will cook for dinner.
After the whole day’s enjoyment finally it was time to have dinner with family. During festivals mom used to cook all my favourite dishes, not just boring veggies like ordinary days. After that my mom wanted me to pay a visit to my studyroom. Little did anybody knew, I used to read one damn page of one damn book for the next one or two hours while chatting with my bestie about what we should do on the next day. Obviously I had to pay the price the night before my exam. That’s okay.
Now I have dinner alone, wash my clothes, do the dishes, scroll through the news feed aimlessly and sigh. After I am frustrated enough with the stagnant monotony of my life, I go to bed.
Festivals don’t affect my routine now. It’s sad that we don’t get enough time to rejuvenate ourselves.