transformations

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Big wide eyes. We see this world with curiosity. Vibrant colors, fun and excitement around us. Strangers fight for our attention. Dad's day long tensions are relieved on a glimpse of our smile. At times he make faces! He is definitely jealous 'cos mom gives more attention to us. Days were short and nights were long. Everyone were at our disposal They would do anything just to see us smile!

We got a new home called school. Our day starts with a fight over breakfast and milk. Mom transforms to a superwoman with eight arms and legs => she cooks, cleans, helps us with our bathe, uniforms, lunch boxes, homeworks, helps dad with the same other than homeworks :) helps herself, all in no time! Morning bells, inspections, prayers - God knows if I really meant what I prayed! "Oh God, father of mankind..." oops I forgot the prayer! Wait for the intervals always seemed long! Moral Science class was the best 'cos our teacher used to tell us stories. Highly skilled games like "book cricket", "name-place-animal-thing", "pen fight"made us busy all day. During intervals we ran and ran and ran until our white shirts became either brown with all the mud in the ground or red with our own blood! The best days in our life - energy was at its fullest and we din meet ego - not then!

 

Career - One word which screwed our happiness. Life became more or less mechanical. We woke up early morning, went to tuition, went to school/college, studied and slept. We were surrounded with books - text books, note books, guides, model test papers, answer keys and what not. Dad and mom had nothing else to talk. Suddenly they were interested in the first rank holder of the class. Comparisons were done with the girl next door.Saddest part => our neighbour always has more marks than us! How we long to go back to our childhood, to play in the rain, to fight for a coffee bite, to just be a child!

Definition of friendship changes. Our childhood friend with whom we used to roll on mud, who shared our laughter, who was one in the family, suddenly looks "gorgeous", "handsome" or simply put "hot"! Infatuation plays her magic on us. "Love" is the keyword. Status "Single" is considered as sin. Love is often interpreted as lust and romance as sex. Imaginations and creativity finds new heights. A kiss or a hug becomes status of pride. Oh you thought its childish? We call it generation gap! You still live in 16th century, we are old enough to talk about sex!

Love is born. The world seems to be a better place to be in. You love the raindrops, the rainbow, slow music tracks and even humming of birds. You blush when he gives you a compliment. Suddenly you feel there is someone in this world for you. All these days you were alone, waiting for this very one! Why din he/she meet me earlier? Possessiveness and love are twin sisters. Ego and possessiveness are best friends. Ego admires fight and their relationship gives birth to pain. Maybe that's why love and pain have more or less same market share! Even if love brings in pain at times, trust me, love is magical. The very thought of having someone whom you could hug in both smiles and tears is magical. Silence shared is pure. The very touch of your love could heal your pain. Don't believe me? Experience it. One word of caution for all those who are expecting to experience love soon => if you start hating someone you love, your worst enemy would seem more friendly! its the risk attached with love. Ask me, its worth taking the risk. If you succeed, there is nothing like it. If you fail, you learn a lot. Its a win-win situation. You either become a lover or a philosopher :-)

Alright guys, i lived till here. You and I grow together. Pay regular visits. Maybe after ten years I would consider writing about family, children and responsibilities under the header "transformations -2"