Life's Like That

Friday, September 25, 2009

Dear Ron


No you have'nt gone mad, this is a letter from yourself...just 15 years down the line. Yes. At age 30. No, we will not talk about what it feels like to be so old. Why? Because I said so thats why. Im twice your age and you will shut up and pay heed to the pearls of wisdom I have to share.

So, how was the 15th birthday? Did you have fun giving it back to those changra fellows near Campari who dared to pass comments on you and the gang as you shashayed past? They deserved it, the morons. School's going to get over in just about a year, and life as you knew it will indeed be over. Though ICSE will not be the nightmare that your teachers make it out to be. After Mrs. Jacob's exam papers, the ICSE Chemistry paper will be a breeze. Math will be tough, I admit, but you will do reasonably well in that too. Oh and keep an eye out for RD on the first day of the exam, she will provide you with much entertainment and cause for laughter years after its all over. She will also giggle at you throughout the Geography exam. Ignore her. You still know RD, and SD and SR and T and MC. They are in different parts of the world but you are in touch. In fact, by the time you are where I am right now, you will be in touch with most people from your class. Yes, even AB. No really. She lives in the same city as you, though you try very hard not to meet her (The Internet will have this thing called Facebook and....oh never mind its too complicated to explain. You'll see).

Oh by the way, you know D? He is really into you as well. He has been telling P all about how much he adores you (yeah despite those spectacles) and has been begging her to help him convey his feelings to you. Just stay near the phone this New Years eve. Thats all I will say now. Though, a word of advice, when you do plan to go see a movie with him, do plan it reeeeaaalllly well. Ensure its not a holiday when Dads at home or he might insist on dropping you to the theatre and...well..the word fiasco comes to mind. Though you will laugh about it in the years to come so maybe you should just let it happen. Also, while we are on the topic, next week you will be invited to go to Nicco Park with P and her parents and D and his parents. Try not to giggle and simper too much. When you are my age, the memories of a simpering you will make you want to slap yourself heartily. And wear that black skirt. Its not too short and you are not too fat. You have nice them off. D will appreciate very much.

Speaking of clothes. For Gods sake girl!! You are NOT too fat. When you are my age you will be looking back, wondering why on earth you would want to spend your teenage years in shapeless salwar kameezes and T shirts. As far as fat goes, you will be a whole lot fatter in the years to come, so please wear some nice fitted clothes now. Live a little. There is no reason for you to avoid parties and social gatherings because you think you are fat and ugly. You are not and frankly noone cares. Everyone is too busy having fun to stop and look at you and think you are a misfit. Walk in like you own the place, be yourself, let your hair down. You are a popular girl with lots of friends, you will manage to make friends and have friends to hang out with all your life. Stop with the inferiority complex already.

What? ICSE? Again? I told you, it was no big deal. Noone ever asked you for your ICSE results since your Plus 2 admissions. And you know what? So many of your classmates who were not too academically bright are doing way better than you professionally. Just goes to show doesnt it? Yeah you have a job. One that you don't like much. You are not very ambitious, even at age 30. You are doing resonably ok in a career you dont like much and thats good enough for you. You have managed to learn to drive, though not to swim or ride a cycle. Your ability to cuss in Bengali Hindi and English at age 30 would probably make the convent bred you at age 15 blush and die. You didnt go college in Calcutta. In fact you left Calcutta right after Class 12. You moved around the country a fair bit, something you are very grateful for. You now live in the South of India and right now are craving a ghee roast masala dosa.

Oh yes you are married. No not to D you silly twit. Did you really think teenage loves last a lifetime? You are not even married to a Bengali. He is tall fair and mostly harmeless. You will meet him in college but liked him only after a common friend re-introduces you a few years later. He was obnoxious earlier. But when you are re-introduced to him and get to know him a little better, you will know in a week that he is the One. You will feel like you are walking on air when he drops you home one night. And since you are YOU, you will tell yourself not to be a complete moron and get those romance novels out of your head. But fail miserably. Now you are happy, even though you are overcome by the desire to slap him hard from time to time but I think thats a reaction most men elicit from their wives, so its normal.

As I write this letter to you, I'm tempted to tell you what's going to come next in your life. And advise you to join School A instead of the School B that you did eventually join after 10th. Im tempted to tell you about exactly what will happen next with D; about the boy you will meet in college; about the boy you will meet in University. Im tempted to tell you to stay away from the last mentioned boy as well as from a girl you will think of as your best friend. Tempted to tell you of the lonliness and heartache you will experience in University thanks to that boy and the best friend .

But then I stop myself. School B was not as glamourous as School A. For a while you with your convent bred English will feel like an alien in a place where some girls pronounce plaits as plates. But with time, you will make friends who speak your kind of English, with similar likes and dislikes. You will make some great friends there. I would'nt want you to miss out on those friends and the fun you will have. The boy in University is going to be dreadful and your experience in University will be dreadful but you need to go through it. You will emerge stronger from that experience. The rose tinted glasses with which you see the world will finally be removed thanks to those people. I would'nt want you to change anything about your life between age 15 and 30 because it will all combine to make you the person you are today. Except maybe some changes to your wardrobe and self image. That is a must do item I think.

This is all I have time for today. Was fun finding you again. Have a great time finding your way out of your teens and through adulthood. Its a fun journey most of the time.

Take Care

PS: Don't bully your sister too much. She will soon grow up to be a gorgeous teenager with oodles of attitude, a tattoo and a pierced navel. You will be very intimidated by her.


  • Bravo! Awesome post! But why not tell younger Ron a little about the terrific friends she will make in this southern city and how they will make her life so, so much better and teach her to SMS faster? Oh, but she doesnt know what SMS is, right? Tchah! Poor kid.

    By Anonymous Shrabonti, at 4:12 AM  

  • Liked it very much....could relate to a lot of things:-)

    By Anonymous Roushni, at 10:02 AM  

  • This was lovely!

    By Blogger dipali, at 10:34 PM  

  • Can't find the words (can't find the words for a lot of things these days) but you said so many things to yourself I've always wanted to say to myself! I know I sound completely confused but great post!

    By Anonymous T, at 11:38 PM  

  • Very Very Awesome!

    By Blogger Annapoorna R Shinu, at 1:49 AM  

  • Khuki shona... amraa shobai 30 er choukaathe...

    akbaar dakha korle hoye... sayan

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:13 AM  

  • @Shrabonti: Younger Ron does'nt even know the Internet properly. But she learnt to sms fast on her own. Her friends in the Southern city came later.

    @Roushni: Like?

    @Dipali: :) thank you

    @ T: Thanks :) How are you doing? Will you be in Delhi next month?

    @Annu: Thankooo

    @ Sayan: Is there a point to your comment?

    By Blogger Ron, at 2:04 AM  

  • Really good---it might do some present day teenagers good, too!My mind was running in the other direction and I was planning a letter to myself for when (if!) I'm seventy!

    By Blogger LAK, at 10:33 PM  

  • hehehe ... thats a lovely post ... liked reading it

    By Blogger Amitabha, at 10:03 PM  

  • Came here via Kiran.. Loved this post!
    Could relate to it a lot :)

    By Anonymous Poppy, at 9:58 PM  

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