OCD

It is true. I have been diagnosed with OCD(obsessive compulsive disorder)! Yeah, the self proclaimed psychologist in me isn't wrong this time.
It's been happening for quite some time. I was under the scanner for days now, only to reveal the most bizarre set of results.

Every time I was let free into a mall without any agenda, I would direct myself towards the stationary section. No kidding! I would walk as if under a spell (well its not as bad as an Imperius curse but more like being possessed, I hope I am making it clear here!!). I would literally march away from everyone to every kid's dream land.

Loads of pencils, pens,colored pens, sketch pens, colored sheets, clip boards, markers, stick notes, diaries, files, folders, dividers, erasers, sharpeners, greeting cards just excited me. Its like every time I entered the store and someone would whisper in my ears, 'Comm'ere my baby..precioussssss'
Or was the AC in the malls set to too low a temperature? Then what could be the reason behind my brain listening to voices ??
WHOA...

AC or no AC, the woe still remains. Its becoming more of a habit now, that too a compulsive.
There were days when I would enter Venus traders on FC road, like a kidnapper and fill my shopping bag with handmade papers,crayons,colored pencils,etc. Here also I randomly handpicked some insertable dividers, the other day. Some other time, a few folders. Today a clipboard, some sheets, and colored pens. This in spite of the fact that, I have got stacks of stationary from home. I have things in abundance. I must have also told you about the fascination for free stationary ? And it doen't end here. I don't let others touch 'my stuff'. I still remember the kid's condition (my looks were enough to petrify him) when he had toyed with my drawing book and colored pens. I was in standard 8. Well he must have even given up any thought of studying further, after meeting a maniac like me, me thinks.

Don't freak out please. Because they tell me for deprived people this is more than common. But hello, I don't come from depressistaan (my name for such a place). I come from somewhere, where every dream of getting educated in a fancy fashion was nurtured. That dream was fueled in all possible ways. Yes, that includes decorating my books with fancy stickers, covering them up with nice colored sheets, colorful charts (alphabets to the periodic table..u bet!!). So is my behavioral pattern plausible ?

May be or may be not. I guess I will have to learn to live with this. Wish me luck folks.

Meanwhile, next time you go to a mall, don't forget to sneak into the stationary section ;) It's a wonderful world!!

P.S. this blog comes after watching FRIENDS episode(season 2, episode 23. bingo!!) about Monica's small,cute obsessions. :)

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