Life had so many different colors when i was a kid and i somehow was obsessed with the thought of growing up.The grown up land promised a world of freedom, freedom make my decisions from the most trivial to the most promising goals, the mere thought of which was a big triumph. I never felt my heart cry in pain after i left high school and moved on to college unlike my fellow batchmates. It was always the bigger picture of growing up which stuck to my side. As i grew up i discovered that with age came the shades & hues no new colors, new ways to complicate my life, freedom of making decisions but entrapment in the consequences of my decisions, the ability to make money and the disability to disconnect from it. The strength to shoulder responsibilities yet the fragility to succumb to their pressure, the power to gain it all and the foolishness to loose it in a go.
They say one realises the value of things once u ve lost them and guess thats wat exactly happened to me. I miss my childhood, i miss those days when all the decisions were taken by parents, i miss the energy and optimism i had for life, the trust i had in my friends and the thought just leaves me restless...
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