A Day in the Life of Gladys
My story finds its origins on the 1st of November, 2004. Born on Kannada Rajyotsava, I was expected to be fluent in Kannada but much to everyone's disappointment, I spent three years of forceful learning of Kannada just to utter the words "Kannada gotilla". This however, does not mean that I hate languages, on the contrary I spend most of my time learning foreign languages. It might as well be classified as one of my hobbies.
I am fluent in French and I am actively pursuing an A2 level in Spanish and Latin. I can read and write in my mother tongue - Tamil, though it would take me 30 minutes to read a full sentence. It took me eight years of Tamil classes to figure out that Indian languages were not my forte.
My name is Gladys Jeba Gracelyn.S but I am more than just my name. Everyone I meet expects me to be 'glad' and happy all the time. Any other emotion expressed by me was just not valid. Apart from the occasional "glad to meet you Gladys" comments, there is more to me than just a happy face. Much to everyone's shock - I do experience other emotions, much to their dismay, I am sad sometimes too. But that's completely normal and I own those emotions.
Keeping in touch with these emotions has helped me express them in the form of poetry. Ironically, the main genre of my poetry is melancholy. My passion for Literature has automatically ignited my desire to write. So I spend 90 percent of my time writing.
I was born and brought up in Bangalore, which would explain my immense love for the city and everything it has to offer, mainly their cricket team. I have spent 18 years in this city and I don't plan on leaving.
Apart from reading, writing and learning languages, I spend my time playing with my cat. Being a cat person has become more of a personality and I can picture myself being a crazy cat lady in my 60s.
If you ask me what I want from life, I wouldn't know how to answer it because life has offered me so much already. All I ever want is a moment to stop and breathe it all in.
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