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Mel sank further into her seat and yanked her hoodie over her messy bun.

"Lateral thinking folks!" Her English teacher yelled at the top of her lungs to calm down the noisy classroom.

Paper rockets were flying all over the classroom, a nerd was flipping his sci-fi novel pages furiously, two love birds were winking at each other, while the others were busy texting and lol'ing on their BBM's.

Everybody was having fun. Mel just did not want anyone to touch her bubble. I am fine by myself, she reassured herself.

Super-Nihilistic mode ON.

"Guys, you have to think outside the box..." Ms. K explained the concept with hand gestures, while a kid quipped "What if there is no box?" and the whole class stood still for a second and burst into laughter.

The teacher came up with a clever answer. "Think of the box like your own body/soul. As long as you exist, you can think. So, the box exists. As the saying goes, you have to step outside your comfort zone. You have to think beyond your own beliefs and try new things. Similarly, you need to explore new opportunities and take the risk even if things may not turn out to be so good."

Mel was not convinced with the answer.

Then the teacher pulled out six giant Spanish sombrero's and placed them on the table.

"And now, let's do an activity using the six thinking hats I have over here. This will demonstrate the idea of parallel thinking!" Ms. K was excited and raced around the classroom putting hats on random students.

"Hey Ms. K, Is parallel thinking as hard as parallel parking?" another kid hollered from the back of the room.

People are so immature, Mel frowned. She felt a bit low because there wasn't any intellectual discussion going on in any of her classes to stimulate her thought process. 

Ms. K whispered softly what they have to do in their ears. All of them got up and stood in a straight line in front of the class. It was like a play. Each of them spoke in a different voice; like a robot, the joker, an action hero etc. They uttered a unique dialogue from famous movies. The class cheered and loved the idea, soon the classroom was dead silent and empty.

Mel was distracted with her thoughts and walked straight into a locker. She hit her head hard but it didn't hurt. Physical pain is so minuscule she thought.

I am not a static box stuck in this secluded space. I am a dynamic being. I am a dynamic box which is shaking with ideas and dreams which are not delusions, Mel smirked.

She wanted to rip apart all the six hats and make a colorful paper mache out of it. I will wear a rainbow hat. I will not be chained to the challenges I face. This colored hat will be my crown. Conscious decision making for a confused soul. Mel stuck her tongue out and did a little mad hatter dance in the hallway.

What are the important things in life? Responsibility? Reputation? Fighting for your dream? Making yourself happy or others?

Order. Things can't coincide out of the blue. Life is a miracle, Yes! Perhaps also a mix of mini-miracles we fail to recognize. The lucky ones do.

“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.”  - Paulo Coelho

Regret. Past mistakes. Them Haters.. come hell or highwater, I will make their jaws drop in awe. No, I will not Rest In Peace until I get my revenge. I will prove them wrong, or will prove my pessimistic self wrong. Need to sweat in order to get my sweet revenge.