Starting afresh

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Vicky
I can feel my stomach grumble more and more with each step I take towards the podium. It's like an entire zoo is marching in me. I have been in such positions before but then media wasn't a part of my audience. I choose one wrong word and people are going to make a huge issue about it rather than other things that are meaningful. That's their job, right? Well journalism was on my list after my 12th grade but I would have failed miserably knowing that I can't see the bad out of anything easily. I just can't criticise. I can't fake something. If my boss asks me to say something which I feel is wrong, I can't do my job properly. Hence journalism was a straight no.
I adjust the mic in front of me and clear my throat. The eyes are now glued at me. I don't understand what to say but then I have to speak something. I rehearsed my speech many a times since morning but I can't recollect it now. I think I should just say 'thank you' and crap but that's not happening. So I decide to drift the topic a little away.
"Our happiest times on this planet was when we were kids, obviously," I started. "Living as daddy's pampered kid and mommy's heartbeat. It's a completely different life. Wanting that last piece of pizza, wishing that the sun never set so that we could just stay out and play, making sure that we annoy our elders with thousands of stupid questions which for us were our new inventions, eating chocolates whenever you can, spoiling that new dress you wore just before the function starts and yet not care. You just don't give a damn about others and do what you want to do despite all the scoldings. That little safe and loving bubble created by our family is the only life we have known. Never had we realised that there might come a change in the daily events leading to that bubble to fade away. Then again you don't know what possibilities that new road will bring you. How many people will come. How many places you'll go. How many jobs you'll apply for. Haw many people will leave. There are just so many possibilities and choices. But the best part is that where there comes choices you get to choose. And when you say that you are left with no other choice that itself means that it's up to you to choose it or not, which is also your choice. Weird, I know.
"So life is a maze, with lots of turns and twists holding new people, and dead ends but what keeps it fun is the thrill to reach the 'finish' and get out of that maze. Every turn in this maze comes with a choice, a choice to take that turn or to search for another route. And this choice eventually makes you what you are. And once your out, there's no going back. It's the end.
"The Maze, my magazine, is meant for teens who are stuck up in a maze which is even more complicated than the maze in which we are. We all have been through our teenage days, amazing days of our lives. We were careful yet careless rebels and we liked being that until we started to face the hardships of lives. We made so many mistakes, and there are even more regrets. There are things you wished would never happen and a few things you wish would happen a little differently. But the best part is that we have a choice to begin it all again. To just clean the slate, put up a smile and rise to a happy day. We get to mend things, to mend feelings and relationship by this choice of starting all over again. And that's where new beginnings come into picture. It not only means starting something new but also starting something afresh."


A/N hie people. So I did this tiny update today. Hope you liked that speech. Anyway, I decided on doing regular updates and hence decided that from next week onwards the updates for NSGG will be on every Sunday and Thursday and if possible on Tuesdays. Junior college will be starting from next week so gotta manage time. So keep voting, commenting and reading my story. Also, I think the new cover is better than the previous one and if you have better idea then lemme know, we will change the cover and the credits will be given. Thanks :)

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