I’m going to college in a few days. I started this blog in grade 8th when I was OBSESSED with Harry Potter I have definitely grown out of it now (somewhat). Some things have stayed the same and a few others have changed, do visit the site to find out.
I have decided to change the blog name to ‘Faletusiican Caves’ which is a reference to my own book (someone has be its fangirl and until I find someone it’ll be me). If you want to check it out you can find it here.
And yeah, here is to new beginnings!
I’m also coming up with a new Sudoku Blog soon (I’m a huge nerd, surprise!), so stay tuned!
Thank you so much for all of your support these past 5 years!
Every day you’re alive could end up being one they study forever in history, so make sure to pay attention to it.” Her father’s words, once her mantra, now echoed in her mind like a taunt.
At this point Jenna was fed up with it. “It’s just one day,” she thought, “It doesn’t matter, I have plenty of time, I can deal with things tomorrow.” She could study tomorrow, she said, she’d work on new skills tomorrow.
Now, a reigning cliff diving champion and a Harvard student, she was the epitome of success. People marvelled at her effortless grace, her intelligence, her luck, sheer luck to them. People believed her talent came naturally, but that wasn’t true. Jenna had worked hard, but praise and tabloids made even her believe it was effortless. After years of fixating on how she worked hard, she believed them now, maybe “I don’t need to work hard she thought, it’s all natural isn’t it?” she thought. She stopped working for it, she began procrastinating; and went from “I’ll wake up at 4 am to finish my tasks and train” to “I’ll do it tomorrow, one day doesn’t matter.” The pressure to maintain perfection had become a suffocating weight. Her once-ironclad work ethic had rusted, replaced by a dangerous reliance on impulse and instant gratification.
This continued, she was at an all-time low, she never realised how hard she worked. She used to be fed up with people because she did, she worked hard, she now believed these people. Her grades slipped and now she wasn’t that academically gifted kid anymore but a failure, “at least I still have diving,” she thought. Though she didn’t train as much for it. She stopped taking it seriously, she had been crowned world champion four times, and the dangerous dives off of cliffs?
She began to make them carelessly.
She lost her fear for them, and it was not something to not be afraid of, she underestimated them.
And then disaster struck.
She carelessly dived one day then all of a sudden she realised two horrifying things: the water was cold but in a different, cruel manner this time, what felt like a safe haven each time now hurt her, and that she could not push her body to come up, she was drowning.
She was hurt and that too pretty bad, yet something lured her to swim deeper and not just pain and shock, she heard something and whatever it was she had to find it, she had full faith that she had heard a voice, it kept cajoling her towards it, she felt an electric rush pass through her. There was a voice singing to her like the mythical siren, coaxing her to come nearer, to let everything go away, it was what kept her down and under the water, the pain didn’t, had she swam out at that time she would’ve been fine, wouldn’t have succumbed to the water pressure and her injuries but there was that voice, that whispery melodious song ringing in her ears, reminding her of the fun and the worthless pleasures of life. Of an alternate reality where life was effortless and of the greed to earn things without actually working for them, but when she was entranced enough, she felt the electric jolt again. Except now it reminded her of her mistakes, the sweet voice turned into a haunting and mocking one reminding her of what she had now lost in this greed, the daydream of hers wasn’t real, it never would be and that was when she knew she messed up.
And then she woke up, regained her consciousness and she was in the hospital, except now everything was different, her parents were there, eyes filled with worry and disappointment and pain, so much pain. Her coach was there as well, trying to analyse something asking her what went wrong, why didn’t she swim up when she knew she could.
She knew she should have swam when she had the chance too. Had she kept up with her training, the fall wouldn’t have impacted her in any way, but now she couldn’t even look at the people in her room without feeling the guilt.
How they were all in pain because of her, they thought it was an accident, deep down she knew it wasn’t and at some level they knew it was one which could’ve been avoided too had she not procrastinated. The greed to postpone things to tomorrow and that alternate reality she dreamed of wasn’t real, those practices she missed and stalled till tomorrow were exactly what she needed. She was so out of touch with her body that that dive completely ruined her spine.
Her fall fractured her skull as well and now she was facing the consequences of her actions. She couldn’t walk again, she couldn’t even speak again.
She lost it all because she delayed things and postponed it to tomorrow.
Had she not waited for tomorrow to come to work on her swimming and training, had she not missed those physics lessons in college and actually paid attention to how the water and pressure works she wouldn’t have lost everything in her life.
She never realised the importance of each day; she used to internally laugh when her father tried to remind her of it and this day; the one when she didn’t pay attention to the life threatening activity she performed, when she underestimated it, did indeed go down in history.
Once a celebrated athlete she was now reduced to a precautionary tale.
All this time, “Tomorrow” she said, not this time though, there was no tomorrow….
Wrote this sometime back for a competition took a lot of influences from real life, but yeah life goes on, things happen…
Haven’t posted for a while with so many things going on, but finally college soon! I’m thinking of making a new Sudoku puzzle site because I’m a nerd with weird obsessions, stay tuned!!
Anyways how have you all been, what are you currently reading? Do let me know 🙂
You can’t patch up a cloth over a hundred times It wont retain its style You could say it feels more homely know after one or two times Worn in and comfortable Just like home But darling you can only patch it a few times In the end it becomes a rag Used and torn apart Redundant to say the least Utterly destroyed by those mordacious clashes I know that only love can hurt like this And you know it too So why’d you have to hit me where it hurts the most Because there’s a limit to how much you can fix And even you with your smarts and intelligence quirks you teased me about Can’t fix it all And change it back to the way it was There’s no magic for us Just reality That now we are apart And you’re happy now Because you’re free Free from me…..
There is an specific amount of times you can salvage a friendship, try to fit in or be pushy about it, but then you just reach an extent and then there comes jealousy. The jealousy which quite wisely put never has an expiration date, but one day you grow out of it just unexpectedly out of the blue you forget that a person exists and you move on and the joy that comes with it is the best.
There are no words to describe it you just stop caring kill off the character in your story and move on to a new chapter with different people different scenes and lesser but more valuable characters. In the end so many things are best left unsaid..
This past year had sooo many ups and downs and honestly there is so much I can say but then again it’s special yet not and some secrets are best when there is a mystery.
In the end both sides feel relieved when we loose someone because it’s for the best.
Anyyywayssss I’m backkk
Boards are over and I’m elated I’ll try to post more often now :)))
Dear younger me, What were you thinking? What were you actually thinking when you first said, “I wanna grow up! I wanna grow up to do this, or that It’ll be super fun”?
Each birthday you were so happy, each anniversary of tiny little things making you happier about how old you were getting. How you had been doing a single thing for so long? Did it never strike you that you now have less years to do it? So much time, yet you still aren’t perfect it…. You lost so much time, but still aren’t at the top, haven’t achieved success unlike many others. Or maybe you just haven’t worked hard enough because you said I do it when I get older, but when you get older you loose interest or your will because you aren’t perfect and you didn’t work for it before, you let a little slump take it all from you and never bothered going back to normal. And maybe just as you grew up, so did your normal. Each birthday you were so happy about getting older, counting day to your birthday (I’m still doing that different reasons now though, it’s in 8 months 2 days by the way). I’m not so happy about it now, I became a teenager last to last year, just reflecting on how happy my childhood was. And now, cribbing that I want to be little again. WHAT WAS I EVEN THINKING? Seriously growing up is hard and bad and pretty stupid, just as stupid as the little me, I don’t want to be 14 now, just want to go back to the little me.
Today, the 10th of January marks my 2 year anniversary with wordpress and it’s been wonderful, I’m so grateful for all the friends I’ve made here on wordpress and so I thought of something special, could not come up with anything, but recently I’ve had an obsession with rhyming random things to make completely random couplets so I thought why don’t you all give a word and I’ll rhyme on it (I will suck btw, I’ve irritated ALOT of my friends with that)!
SO I haven’t have much time to write this post, but there are so many people I want to thank but I know I will miss, so thank you guys for being part of me on this journey, it’s been a memorable 2 years and I’m so happy for them.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (We are 17 hours in when I’m writing this at the moment and it feels miserable not happy but I guess this year has 364 more days and 7 hours to prove it’s worth).
Here are some things I did in 2021 and some things I’m going to change in 2022.
Broke friendships with many friends, made better ones. Realised that when you text people back without emojis they get offended. Realised being a perfectionist isn’t always the best, it’s best to cool off and relax at times. Learned not to let other’s comments get to me, cause hater’s gonna hate so snakes and stones don’t hurt my bones anymore because people throw rocks at things that shine. Decided to continue being Jack of all trades cause “A jack of all trades is a master of none, but oftentimes better than a master of one.”. I didn’t post much in 2021 or work on my WIP, but I’m going to try in 2022. I read 354 books in 2021, my goal is to read less (around 100 books) and focus on studies more this year. I got obsessed with Taylor Swift last year, I plan to lessen my use of Taylor Swift puns, because I’M FEELING TWENTY TWO (yeah after this one, my friend PV made me a Swiftie, it’s nice to have a friend) I irritated a lot of my friends by rhyming like an idiot in our normal convos, not gonna lie, I rhymed a lot last year and it was fun, and my new hobby is to rhyme unnecessarily (won’t do that now because it’s annoying). I also realised that I can be so casually cruel in the name of being honest but the thing with people is that sometimes we just get lost in translation. Felt different emotions which I never felt before (LIKE BETRAYAL, BETRAYAL AND MORE BETRAYAL). I need to study seriously in 2022. I tried bullet journaling, it went splendidly (for 4 days :|). Ooo and I went back to school offline for few months, that was fun. I reconnected with my old friends. I also watched friends, it’s a great series. By the way I’m starting a series on equality and some minor patriarchal things we don’t notice in our daily lives (like Taylor said f the patriarchy). At the end of 2021 I got really obsessed with Tokyo Drift, that, still hasn’t changed. And so many more things that just slipped my mind but meh. And I’m really really going to try my best to post because I have SOOO MANY IDEAS for posts and I bet you think about me when I don’t post (I’m going to try to keep that the last the Taylor Swift pun of this post, I need to calm down).
AND THAT’S IT I NEED TO JUST STOP
I also did a short series on my instagram about 3 things that I felt once, just in 2021.
And yeah that’s a wrap. I wish you all a verryyyyyy happy new year and I wish you the best for this year, I hope this one is the best one yet. (And not 2020 too)
Dear Aanya, You are a brilliant friend and an awesome writer. I wish you a beautiful and successful year ahead. Also thank you for always being there and mentoring me in various fields. You are the best and whoever doesn’t agree, kick them hard for me. A very Happy 14th birthday.
Just in case you are terrible guessers, or don’t care (which, BTW, rude), IT’S AANYA, OUR BABY’S BIRTHDAY TODAYYYYY!😍😍🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳 Unfortunately, we all had been pretty busy what with exams and boards or pre boards on our heads, so we couldn’t do much, sorry aanya 😞😭 What we did do is contact all the people we […]
To the one who helped with my first steps,
Taught me how to ride a bike,
Aided me on my first hike,
And sneaked me chocolates when I was grounded!
All that junk food in the car,
Even when we didn't have to travel too far,
All the fun we had,
When I was little,
And whenever I got mad;
Thank you for being there,
All my life,
Have a happy birthday papa!
Just came outta my hiatus to wish a Happy Birthday to my dad (though obviously it’ll be epic, cause I exist😆)
Happy Birthday Papa! (PS Thanks for sneaking all the chocolates during morning practice 😉 )
The Golden Bird
Did they call us
A tribute to all those leaders
Who were undeterred
Who got us freedom
From the Brits
A salute to all those at the border
Who defended us
When there was disorder
Thank you for all you have done
And will continue to do
Happy Independence Day!
This is just a quick check in, I might not be active for a few weeks or so, so this time I am going to announce the hiatus cause exams are just monsters😒.
Anyways I have a few posts written just to lazy to edit them *sighs*.
And I wanted to ask you all for a teeny tiny favor🥺🥺.
So recently I got selected for this poetry competition and each comment carries points, it would mean the world to me if you all could comment🥺🥺. Here is the link to it!
I’ll try to be more active soon! Stay safe!! Keep reading!!
The Faletusiican Caves 