18-ohh-freak
Hii guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wassup and welcome back to the most
teen friendly blog D Imperfectionist J
But guess what : this page is soon turning from the teen to adult. Didn’t get it,eh?
But guess what : this page is soon turning from the teen to adult. Didn’t get it,eh?
Lemme help you here. Your blogger is turning into an adult
soon sooner.
So all I need today is bit “listening ears”. And and and
before we get started, here’s wishing all of you a very very happy children’s
day and a peaceful Guru Nanak Jayanti.
Moving on, this is my officially last children’s day as a
child because next year all that would be left for me is random forwards based
on how the child in you never dies and the most important thing which people do
#takemebakck #missthosedays ### *with some random cute childhood photo*
But do we never kill the child in us? Think. Think. THINK.
Yes, when I was this teeny tiny bit all I wanted was to do
grow up, become independent, get settled and just work my head off. All I want
to do was get 18 and do all the exciting things which adults do (PS adults are
boring).
Now as I’m on the threshold of becoming one myself, I don’t really
feel like going beyond. Yes, I am freaking out. But why shouldn’t i? Because
the thing which will happen in some months would be irreversible. I’m never going
be a child legally on the next 14th. None of my mistakes would be
ignored with the ”chhoti bachi hai “ clause. All my greedy needs would be cut
off saying “You are an adult. Behave like one.”I’m never goint to get to spend
all my afternoon wandering as a homeless kid because I’ll be sleep deprived and
I can’t afford missing an afternoon nap. I’m never going to be allowed being
irresponsible or careless for that matter. Though I am a bit mature but now I have
to behave, act, decide as an adult.
Nevertheless, I’m never going to have time to play with my friends those
silly games which we used to fight upon. I’ll be glancing upon my childhood
favourite toys and cartoon sighing” kitne jaldi bade hogaye hum?” There are
literally so many things which I’m never gonna get back to do!! So many privileges
taken away in a whiff L
Thank you mumma for consoling in the cutest way “you are always
gonna be my giggly,looking-at-the-fan-and-talking-to-the-calendar girl <3”
Yes, I know. This cant be stopped. Somethings get better
with age. But memories accumulate each day.
The above things already started happening, LIFE ALREADY STARTED
HAPPENING but I really wish I could say “zindagi tham jaa zara”.
If you still have the child in you alive, take a moment each
day to talk to it, to make it feel special, to make it realize that you still
love,miss and adore it. J
Hoping I would already be doing enough justice to the
full-of-dreams baby-me.
To the 10 year old
me,” Life’s good! Enjoy your days. You are going to miss them 8 years later.”
Comment down below your advice to your 10 year old you.
Thank you for lending your time to this venting out post and
being an ardent reader.
You readers are an asset :*
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