“I am bored. Do you have a cure for boredom? You said you had.” – Said Lara as she entered my room.
“Are you fed up of your life?” – I made place for her to sit.
“No, I am not fed up. I never got into it in the first place to get fed up of as an outcome.” – She was looking at my face with a curiosity to get her puzzle solved.
“Are you scared of getting into it?” – I asked.
“Had I been so, would I have dared coming thousands of miles away from my home just to know the answer to this question alone?” – She answered my question with an obvious question of hers.
“What’s your real problem then?” – I was trying to get the feel of what she was going through.
“My problem is I am not able to get involved… in anything, whatever!” – She seemed to be very much clear about what her real problem was. Only she didn’t know why!
“Don’t you enjoy what you eat?” – I asked.
“I do. But it’s not sufficient to involve me. I enjoy many other things… walking in the sun… surfing in the sea… freaking out with friends… shopping… movies… everything that you can imagine of!” – Her reply just intrigued me in a mysterious way!
“And still you are not involved!” – I was wondering about what all she was telling she enjoyed doing.
“No… I always keep feeling I am missing something, which I really don’t know what it is. So I keep searching… and when I don’t get it, I sort of feel I am bored.” – She was sounding mysterious to me.
I kept quiet for a while.
“You were saying you had a cure for boredom… you cured yours!” – She was hopefully looking at my face as she said these words.
