Home away from home????

Wow, I cant believe this month passed by so quickly. I can still remember finishing my Clinical Psych paper and celebrating with some good music and Breezers at Purple Haze with my fellow music enthusiast and now before I know it, I have to start slogging again, Psychopathology and all that jazz.
People said that I would definitely get used to Bangalore and the College and that its just a matter of time! It's been exactly a year now and the animosity is still as strong as ever. Strangely I can adjust, I know that! But I am just surprised at my incapability to do so!
My parents still bear the brunt of me rambling on and on about how

• I want to quit the course.
• I dont want to go back to Bangalore.
• I want to stay home.

But they just dismiss it with a grin, they have faith that I will do justice to the 55,000Rs my father paid every year. Thankfully for my "perseverance" and immense patience I am mentally preparing myself to walk through this year!

It's easier said than done when people say "just one more year". But sometimes one really can't help feeling a particular way however much one might try and question and reason.

There are a lot of things to look forward to...great weather...independence...great concerts(not to mention the free passes)...a family...friends...but whatever said and done...it's NOT home!!!

Laws of Contiguity..

Yesterday I had one of the most interesting conversations. Strangely, it was with my mother. We talk a lot, gossip, fight, scream, nag (well she does). However, yesterday was different. We spoke for almost an hour and a half. My mother sleeps at 9.00 pm, she stayed up till 10.30pm….talking to her daughter. Finally we were both “mature adults” and discussed topics that I would not have even dreamt of disclosing under normal circumstances. But somehow it felt right, for once in my life I knew what I was doing and I wanted to share that with my mother.

Earlier when I experimented with the whole “sharing” process, I encountered brutal antipathy towards my ideas and was condemned of committing a “sin”..something a typical Iyer Girl must not even think of!

But yesterday, things were different, she smiled, she laughed, she was concerned but the over all experience was different. There is this new BOND that has been established, let me rephrase that, the old bond was strengthened, the connection was strengthened using the laws of exercise and contiguity and all other laws that these over ambitious learning theorists like Thorndike and Hull kept talking about without addressing the core of the connection.

Things have indeed changed, and thankfully I have a whole year left to relish this change