Confused Teenager

“From time to time, I simply sit on the edge of my bed with a pen in hand, opened blank pages of an old diary and my eyes glaring at the virgin ruled pages. Truth be told, situations like this I find myself in not only “sometimes” but only most of my time.

2^nd November, 2013, it is Diwali here in India and people are in the festival mood. 1.237 billion People in this country and each and every one of them is celebrating the occasion full on, except for three people. These three people would be me, my mother and my dad. Diwali is everybody else’s home is celebrated in full swing; bursting firecrackers, delicious and awesome food being made, people getting each other gifts and so much more. It is bling-bling all over the country. 

I am a fifteen year old and here I am writing, bored out of my mind. At present, I am not my parents’ favourite person. My sister is away in college, and I am pretty lonely. It is Diwali, and I have nobody to talk to, no firecrackers to burst, no good food to eat except for the take out from Naga Kitchen, which by the way was so freaking delicious. But come on! My parents are supposed to be cooking me something thoroughly scrumptious. Instead of enjoying myself “Diwali-Style”, I watched ‘Castle.’ Castle is an amazing television series, but at times I want to be a part of the celebrations as well. 

I am so alone. My parents are engrossed in their own worlds and I can bet you a million dollars that they wouldn’t even notice for a day if I wasn’t at home. I am a living zombie. I am so deserted, that most of the time I talk to myself. Every five seconds I open up Facebook, to look at updates by “other people”, posts and pictures by these really amazingly funny pages. This is how creepy, destitute, lame and jobless I am, that I have to live off on other people’s stories, with the obvious cause being that I have no life of my own, or plainly because my life is too dull and monotonous.

Sincerely,
The loneliest kid on Planet Earth. “

Just so to let you know, the above had been written a long time back.
I am a teenager, I am confused, and my hormones are crazy! But no! I am the happiest kid on this world! Who am I kidding? I love my life. I am freaking amazing.