My Improbable Theories On Her.

9. Discrepancies.

10th September, 2016.

"What's this?", Papa asked while scrunching his nose and skimming through the form that I gave him.

"This is about that workshop I told you about. It's about game developing, actually. It's for a week and it will teach me just the basics about of developing the code and all for games, so that I get the main idea of it.", I answered as I sat on the chair in my parents room.

I glanced at the wall clock. It was 9 p.m. and mom still wasn't home. She had went to her clinic a while ago declaring it was something urgent.
Lord, I hope she's alright.

"So, can I go?", I asked.

"It's from 13th, no?"

I nodded.

"And it will be everyday for a week? From 4-7?"

"Yep."

"Aur padhhai ka kya?"

"I will cover it up."

"Yes, you have been covering it all up indeed.", Papa said with a hint of mock.
I hung my head low.

"Are you sure you want to do this?", he asked.

Sure?
I wanted to do this so bad.
I can literally do anything just so I could attend the workshop.

"Papa, I am 100 percent sure! You know games are my life! Learning how to develop them will be so great! And besides, who knows, if I like it, I would also want to go ahead in it! As a career!", I answered cheerfully.

"You want to go ahead in game developing?"

"Yeah!"

He sighed, placed the form on his bedside table and removed his spectacles and answered, "I will think about it."

I rose up from my chair almost instantly, "But I have to submit it tomorrow!"

"I said I will think about it.", Papa answered calmly and resumed watching the television.

"But why? Why would you have to 'think about it'?", I air-quoted the words.
"Because I feel that you are surrounded by nothing but games. And I want you to develop some other hobby. Go hangout with your friends, go out with us, but just go out! Your head is always around your mobile and computer. I want you to experience your surroundings! Do something that does not make involve games, Ajey!", he said in a high voice.

Why-
Why would he-
He knows! He freaking knows what this means to me!
Why would he do that to me?
Why can't anyone just understand the basic fact that no, I do not like to 'go out' and 'have fun'!
For me, fun is staying in my room and doing what I like.
Why aren't they just accepting the fact that their son can be different than them?!

I was overcame by extreme annoyance and anger that I stomped all the way up to my room.
And I cried.
I don't know why, but I just at there and cried.

There are times when I am so angry and frustrated that instead of taking it all out, I cry.
I sometimes feel like crying even though the situation has not specifically hurt me in any way.
Just like now.

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11th September, 2016.

"Beta, get up! You will be late for school!"

I woke to my Maa's voice and her hands shaking me awake from my sleep.
I opened my eyes sleepily to find her placing a pile of my folded clothes in my wardrobe.
I yawned and stretched, moaning lightly as a muscle in my back stretched itself too much.

"Ouch, shit.", I said sleepily.

"And you keep saying, 'Abhi toh main javaan hoon' ", she attempted to mimic me and snorted.