Evolution of me!!!


Honestly, I was kinda skeptical about the decision of blogging my life, I tell you why... I've always been a very shy girl. I don't use to express much. I belong from a typical but not so typical Gujarati family. Except for the food part, I don't really see me as a Gujarati though. Anyways, my life use to revolve around my books, my best friend Drashti, Eminem and my grandpa. Everybody else were least important to me. I always try a little extra to fit in, because I had this feeling that I don't belong here and among the people I was surrounded by. Don't ask me why, it was just a feeling!!! I always wanted to go places and do more than just normal things. But I was way too simple, naïve and frightened yet intelligent little girl. Painting was my only source of expression.

Coming to parents, they've always been super super super possessive(still are). So all my childhood, I've lived like a princess who was never allowed to leave her own castle, because according to them...bad guys from all over the world were after their sweet little girl!!!Lol. You know what, I got to ride my bicycle to school in 12th std for the very first time and that too not alone... I didn't know princesses were suppose to live like that until life happened to me. So like, I was a forced princess because I come from a very very very reputed family of my town. Shukla ji ki beti!!! people call... My grandpa is the man everybody look up to. He worked all his life for the betterment of my community and helped people in every way possible. I grew up watching him being selfless and work for a social cause. I believe in him the most... He's my most favorite hooman, now resting in peace. I always try to follow his footsteps and serve people as much as I can. 

After him, Eminem is the one who influenced me a lot. My thoughts, my way of communication, my language and even my rage. I was feeling new. High school, that's the time in my life I got rebellious and super stubborn. But I feel that was actually necessary, because back than I didn't even had the courage to take a stand for me. I still remember, "Not Afraid" by Eminem was the very first song I listen to and I immediately felt a strong connection. I use to listen to him all day, his voice and the things he says were so convincing to me. I was suddenly fearless(still less talking). Music was my zone and nobody was allowed to enter. Till college, it was just me and Eminem. By the time, I had become a complete Stan. The reality was useless to me because yet again, people and I were alien to each other. I have met some serious shitty people during my bachelor's and I am sorry but I MEAN IT!!! For many reasons again, I didn't fit in but this time I didn't give a fuck about it. I was happy in my zone. 

National Forensic Sciences University, Gandhinagar, that's were the miracles happened!!! I met the best and most amazing people during my PG. As I always wanted to do something extraordinary, the urge never left my soul and I kept digging for an interesting career. That's when I came across NFSU and I knew what I had to do next. Hoping that it will turn out the best for me, I got into the university. The very first day, me being super anxious... just goes into the class...it was full. There were no seats... as I was looking around, an African guy waved at me saying, "Hey, I gotta seat for ya" and I immediately went to him... He's Bob, and that's how we became friends. I was feeling so overwhelmed as the people I met were so beautiful. I was finally feeling like I belong here. Everybody were super talented, so sweet and finally someone I could share my playlist with... I was talking, smiling, participating, connecting and learning. That time of my life really transformed me into who I am right now. I was no more an alien!!!

I believe this version of me was always there inside me, hidden somewhere... Maybe subconsciously, I was waiting for my people to enter my life. They literally pulled this version out(and hostel life, but leaving that part for another blog). I cherish the people I have met in this journey that helped me become myself, because honestly I have been a people's person my entire life but these group of idiots really mean the world to me!!! I am vocal, I am confident and I am happy. 

Hi, I am Aayushi!!! I am a very jolly spirit, full of drama and love , an animal person, I make faces, my eyes talk and I am very moody. I paint, I dance, I love meeting new people and listening to their stories, and super artsy. I am also a forensic expert(again different story, different blog). Anyways, I draw energy from people, they make me sane, trust me!!! I can't be left alone. I need my people!!! I need my audience!!! Life is so dark without them. I don't read or write much, hell!!! I am not even a text person, always call okay!!! Currently I'm home, so far from all my friends. Putting this time into best use, this was a spontaneous decision...like, I just made an account. I did not think this through and I am still here writing and I think I am going to continue... Because firstly, its really helping me get my back mood on track and secondly, I have so much to talk about and I just need to get it all out. This blog would be based on the stories from my life that I wanted to tell but never really had a chance. Here, I am talking and you are listening...  Damnnnn I have so much to tell, I can't decide where to start from... but stay tuned!!!

PS: I am always hungry. Its 3AM, I have food in my mouth and I am writing this blog.






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