Living What Once Intrigued Me…

I don’t remember being a talkative person in my life. I have always been like that, quiet, peaceful, and sensitive. I loved contemplating. Putting myself, sometimes, in another’s shoes helped me at predicting others’ feelings and experiences. This part of my personality helped refine my sensitivity, which matured into sensibility with time and made me more empathetic and considerate, which I am glad for. Given my being sensitive to stimuli I liked knowing about feelings that eventually made me less prone to emotional lability and more buoyant towards emotional stability.

Yesterday morning on my way back after dropping my kids at school, I was taken back to the past where the younger me always wanted to know what my mother used to do while we were at school and she had the whole house to herself. Somewhere the little me wanted to have an immersive feel of that. Not that I was in a hurry to grow up. I loved my school, but there was this lingering curiosity just to know how she felt while we were away. How did she spend her time? How she experienced ‘peace and quiet’? Did she love her alone time? Or did she miss us? So many such questions dawdled. So, yesterday was the day this surge from the past paved its way through the sleek passages of time like a fresh morning breeze as if it was just yesterday when I was thinking about that, and today I am practically experiencing it.

Life is an amalgam of so many changes and transitions. Time is ticking, and things change even before we realize it. Things you once just wanted to experience, you don’t know when you start practically experiencing them. Two decades later, I am living what I once was intrigued by. This is life, short yet impactful.

So, now if someone’s wondering what I do while my kids are away at school, I can come up with a new blog post someday, OR someday Waniya might write about it because she asks me often, “What do you do while we are at school?”

Till next time…

Adios!

~ QuratulAin Hamza