Life, my friends, is like that one WhatsApp group you can’t leave because your aunt keeps sending “Good Morning” flowers made on Microsoft Paint. You don’t want to be rude, but also… you want out. That’s what life feels like sometimes—like an unskippable ad for something you didn’t order and never signed up for.

And oh, the thirst to escape? It’s not just there—it’s practically a personality trait now.

But let’s take a moment. Is this deep-rooted desire to disappear and become a potato in a Himalayan cave truly your own, or is it people-driven?

Maybe.

Not maybe.

Absolutely, yes.

It begins with your parents, who lovingly plant the seed:

“You were born to do something great.”

(Translation: You better top the class or don’t come home.)

Then comes school:

“Why can’t you be more like Sharma ji’s son?”

(Sharma ji’s son is now in Canada and sells crypto advice on Instagram.)

Then the astrologer chimes in with his unsolicited prediction:

“Jupiter in your fourth house means you’ll become famous.”

(You go viral once—for tripping over your own foot on CCTV footage. That’s it.)

And how can we forget that companion who looked into your eyes, cupped your cheeks and said:

“I love you for who you are.”

Spoiler alert: They now love someone else who’s mysteriously more of who you are but with abs and a dog.

So yes, this need to escape—to run away and start a new life as a barista in Manali or a monk in McLeod Ganj—is very much people-powered. You didn’t sign up for the pressure, the heartbreak, or the astrologer. You just wanted to live. Maybe eat some noodles. Maybe sleep in peace. Maybe not be compared to Sharma ji’s son every other day.

And don’t get me started on failures. The real MVPs of your escape fantasy. You try one startup, it fails. You post one reel, it tanks. You join a gym, your attendance card starts gathering dust like your ambition.

Each failed attempt turns into a voice in your head whispering:

“Maybe you were meant to herd goats in the mountains.”

In conclusion, escaping life isn’t really about life. It’s about the characters life introduces you to. The unsolicited advice givers. The lovers turned philosophers. The dreamers who became memes.

But here’s the thing: Even when you want to escape, you stay. Why?

Because deep down, you know the joke’s not over yet.

And maybe—just maybe—one day, you’ll be the one sending “Good Morning” Paint flowers… from your cabin in the hills, sipping tea, herding goats, and laughing.

At life.

At yourself.

At the astrologer.

And maybe, just maybe—with joy.

Later.