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I mostly write about what I used to think or what I want to tell everyone & what I am thinking right now are the things I really cares about, according to my perspectives.Its too normal with every personage to change with the passage of time.Not just talking about me but everyone around the world,every single folk have to face some changes somewhere in their lives.From our childhood to up till now,When we used to be little we were afraid of our first day at school,for the first time we met different faces irrespective of any ideas about thoughts,intentions,racism of anyone.We were pure angels with angelic eyes and no dreams and chaos of everything which were once before us.Let us move towards the incipient of that era,when we learned a first alphabet "A",we were surprised,what's going on actually and what is it?then among those queries, after few days, a child like us from now where some where,the corner in our classroom passed a sweet smiles and so we did too at that moment we realize a friendship zone without knowing,which step is it now.Then slowly and gradually we became a bright student of class among others,interactions began,we then started to know about sentences structure and duties,responsibilities,where friends illuminated from enemies and enemies from friends.What came next, when we heard about our future dreams and struggles that we have to enter in some high schools with no messy hair but be like a gentle man, might with an affection for sports & a messy thoughts & intellect or have to groomed into a gracious lady with class having high ponies, classy dresses,makeup,smartness and too much different habits from our childhood and yeah puberty at the peak.Where we learned the basic things & make mistakes, we'll fall into the pits & hold em up ourselves and carry on our journeys and then so a melodious level called a university time will sprout,where we will be professionals,dealing with realities of life with too much experience of past events and changed thoughts and needs,here what comes a bridge between,a long bridge between our yesterday and today where we would be lack of ideas,for what purposes everything happened to us because nothing remains the same,time changes,people changes,experiences changes,our old teachers will be replaced by new ones and we will be with no ideas of where they had gone now,other than we will remember only about their last suggestions and lightnings & flames of their teachings somewhere in our hearts & at that moments we were not afraid of all this.NOW its the time when we are sitting in some coffee shop, besides the window with cup of coffee,heavy rain,cold weather,foggy roads & with our favorite book to read ,having wide awake eyes on people, analyzing everyone & thinking about everything that was going on once with us regarding those moments.We are sitting here deeply sticking to our insights about others and tried to be too much sagacious,when we saw people running after trains at stations,some busy folks with heads in newspaper,standing at bus stop curiously waiting for the buses because they have to be in time some where,different girls with shopping bags and purses hanging around doing shopping and chilling and some lovely couples drowned in each others love smiling like they have everything now,In those moments we realize that everyone outside is your our reflection somewhere & we are growing now,everything is becoming clear and some past events and memories are fading away in that fog,we are alone & one day we will not be alone anymore,the 1st grade class would be turned into high school classes and we will not be little anymore and everything which happened and now which is happening is for some reasons or may be we will be some scholarship holder too & a valedictorian because we have too many dreams to achieve.Yesterday those photographs with our friends at parties & school picnics or university functions & study trips,with which we have decorated our room walls & social networks will be old photographs with a lot of memories,smiles & illusions & those alphabets which we hung once on fridge will loose its stickiness from there and then lost some where,our first written poem might be the part of some old dear diaries of us.we will be a progressive personage with many different perspectives and values which will change & transform into something unfamiliar with time because we are now who we are for a lot of reasons or may be we will never know most of them.We will never stay the same.
" we are not those,who we were yesterday once"
All is about the future
ReplyDeleteyes it is..we are just here to watch out the games of serendipitous. :)
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