Typing… On my phone with brightness at its peak.
“Being a woman who craves attention time to time, this was the best decision I've ever taken.”
Backspacing. Okay, done. Phew!
It’s not a normal day! Though the time zones are not different, the cities are. The temperature is enjoying its high, giving a hard time to people of Pondicherry. I see men comfortably commuting, running stores and doing their grocery shopping in a piece of check printed cotton cloth wrapped around their waist called lungis. While women here have wrapped sarees of different textures and material on their bodies. And on the other hand, I’m sweating like a pig. Just another pig, in a cotton red and white maxi dress, chose to wear this considering the weather outside. But the locals are clearly not used to this and seems like an alien sight to them and they somehow manage to squeeze out 1 minute of their busy schedules to throw those beautiful death stares I never asked for. My palms are wet, Am I nervous or it’s the heat that’s doing this to me? I walked out of the room, all pumped up to explore the city which was on my “To-do list” last few months, there I go striking it off and doing it all alone. Do I love it already? I don’t know!
I am constantly making mental notes of the narrow lanes, shops close by to my hotel in case I’m lost. The urge to put up a status about the situation is increasing as I walk down to the main road filled with noises my city makes. Or a picture of me in this unknown city, which is supposed to be my home for a few days but don’t feel like one. I don’t wish to talk about my whereabouts to anyone; it's liberating and a beautiful feeling to be enough for you. I almost waited forever for this day to happen. Do I love it already? I don't know! I wonder if anyone out of my near and dear ones can feel my absence. It’s just 7 hours that I’m away and already demanding so much validation? Tch tch. Not right, woman. What happened to the promise you made to yourself about being a low-key traveler? What is this obsession about telling people where you are? Why can you not live in the moment and follow the literary that you prepared this morning on the way to the airport? Why can you not control your thoughts anymore? Just get rid of that phone for once and for all, only then you will see the beauty it holds.
And 10 minutes later, I put up a check in and a status saying “It’s a beautiful day” with a sun emoticon.
The internet demon dancing on my shoulders won, once again.