Mundane life

She picked up the book that her friend gave and sat on the window sill with a coffee in one hand. The weather has turned gloomy and that gave her a bit of happiness. She love watching rain falling and as expected it started to drizzle. She tried to read the book but somehow her mind didn’t cooperate. It wandered off like any other day bringing a lot of unanswered question.

Taking up the responsibility of the family has always been something she was scared of back in college.  She wanted to be care free, wander off to different places and do stuff that she like. She didn’t want to depend on other nor did she want to settle down like some of her friend did. And it reminded her of the discussion she use to have with her friend back in college.

“Life is so mundane; right after college we will be searching for a job for survival, after that we will settle down and then will be getting married. After marriage we will be raising kids and there will be lots of things pressuring us. We will be doing the same thing that our parents did.  Why are we doing like that? Why can’t we do something different? I want to take up research and work on it. I don’t want to join some project or some corporation. I wish if I can just study throughout my life without having to depend on other. “She said

“But we have to follow the norms and regulation of the society. If you don’t get married people will talk bad things behind your back. And who is going to be there for you when you get sick.  Don’t you wish to have someone holding your hand by your side? Don’t you wish to have someone to take care of you when you get old? Yes life is mundane but that’s how life is.” One of her friend said.

“What if families are the source of illness because they give pressure and I can’t really handle relationship and social life.  Devoting yourself to that one person and if that one person leaves you then that will be the hardest thing to accept and I already felt a tinge of it and I don’t want it to happen again. So no way I am stepping out of it. I neither want happiness from such things nor the sadness. All I want now is a happy solitude life and I don’t care about the rest. And about society I never gave a damn shit things to what people say.  As long as I am comfortable with who I am and what I am I am sure I will be happy with it.”

The debate went on but none of her friend could convince her but deep down she knew what they were saying was the only truth.  A mundane boring life following what has been followed and she wished if her path gets diverted.

In the mean time the rain has stopped drizzling and she picked up her book again and tried to read…