Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Life in a Metro

My craving for a fast moving life brought me to this city, the Bcity. By the time I comprehended the impact of my culture shock, I had become ‘one amongst them’. I enjoyed partying every alternate night. Meeting new people turned out to be a daily affair. The city life looked glamourous through my tinted glasses. It was a common thing come across weird stuff, which I had only read about or watched on TV.
Stuff like,
one of my acquainted friends who was pregnant with her BF’s child was not quite sure if her BF was the right choice for her
the girl next door was dating a guy who was 9 yrs older than her and was engaged
my friend’s best friend was dating a girl who spent most of her time hugging and kissing another guy who happened to be a good friend of that guy
coming across a guy who would do anything to sleep with any female that he meets
making friends with dopers and smokers
These were some common things. The worst part was to witness my friend trying her best to live up to the Bcity expectation. To me, most of these things seemed stupid. Though I enjoyed hanging out with my so called new friends, I still missed the peaceful outing that I used to have with my usual gang. Soon I had to relocate to the other part of the city for some work related training.
I still thank my stars for blessing me with that prolonged period, as that was when I realized the extent to which the new lifestyle had transformed me. I got enough time to consider what my friend Phoenix had been trying to explain to me.
Once the training period was done, I moved back to my former location. But I was a different person. Though I continued to enjoy the usual parties, I knew when to stop. I joined salsa & jive classes to keep myself occupied. But I quit it soon when I saw complication down the way.
This brings me back to my current life style. I recently moved to a peaceful place towards the outskirt of the Bcity which sort of cuts short my night life by 90%. The place is serene and peaceful. I surely miss my ex-fast moving life, but also am glad that I don't live it anymore.

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