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I can never understand how people love to sit at home. For me it leads to depression. I totally hate sitting at home. Hate means a pure hate. I don’t know why….but the fact of lying on the couch, watching tv or surfing net never brings happiness to me at the end of day. Despite the fact only Sunday is the day when I can actually have the rest and whole week I wait for this day to chill out, still Sunday turns awful for me most of the times(if i sit at home).

Today its Sunday again which I supposed to enjoy but how it is possible if you are are a girl living in India. I don’t know why it is wrong to go out with friends or whosoever I want according to her. She wants me to be at home to have some “family time” which actually never happens at my place. Because everyone stays busy in their respective rooms doing not so interesting things like surfing net and watching TV instead of discussing what's going in their lives. I hardly remember any day when my parents asked me what's going in my life. 

If I want to come out of the monotony of this every Sunday's routine, I decide to go out I am enquired nothing less than acriminal. She wants me to sit at home and help her in chores which I feel are purposely created to just keep me occupied. It’s absolutely not like I don't want to help her, I want to but only when if the help is worth help. 

 I am not saying I don't want to spend time with my mom or I am not attached to her. I'm 24, still I want to see her before going to bed but obviously not the whole day.

So, yes I want to stay outside even if Sunday is the only day I get off from the work. I don’t care because it’s ultimately the polluted air of Delhi outside that rejuvenates my soul.  I don’t have fetish to explore new places, even the same place can work out for me for long provided that I go there with whom I want to. It's certainly the orthodox thought that always keep me a distance apart from my parents.

What they say I don’t understand and what I want they can’t understand. Hence, the equation of me with the home is never going to be LHS=RHS. I don’t want this spaced out relationship with them and may be they too. But nothing can change this atleast at present. All they want is make me live in in the huge hot-air balloon of restrictions. And what I want is- LET ME LIVE MY LIFE MY WAY.

Here, I feel trust, lil’ bit frankness and understanding is required to get over from this generation gap. I am trying to burst it but sometimes it just backfires on me like today. But doesn’t matter…..I would be the same for some more years till I get totally swallowed by their book of “Girls don’t do this”…. Till then, I believe in having fun by hook or by crook …:p