Life has a strange way of teaching things.They say that the experience is the best teacher....but i beg to differ....I feel a fresher mind like that of a child does things better fearless about the consequences, feeling the world in a most rational way.I miss being a child. I miss my childhood as it was a wonderful dream in which every day had a surprise hidden in it. Everything around me was worth an exploration. Everything seemed possible . Living this life is the best part of existence and nature is the closest friend.I fell in love with this beautiful world around me for the fact that I was a part of it. There is no fear of failure in that child as failure was such a big fun.Learning by making mistakes is the best part of the childhood. Stories of good winning over the evil and heros thrashing the villains made me to crave to be a hero when i grow older.
As i grew older there seemed some disturbances affecting my beautiful world. Being in love is seen as sin,mistakes were not tolerated, Living well is synonymous to living wealthier, In order to survive we need to beat the rest by hook or crook....things were getting weird.
World has become stranger and sense of familiarity and belongingness to this world seemed to fade away.
A sense of insecurity seemed to creep in. But there is something deep in me which has become milder.Milder but present. This makes the child in me smile and look forward to life and that something is ........HOPE.
Hope that the purpose of life is to live and live happily.....
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