Tuesday, June 7, 2011

The confused little birdie.

I wish it could be true as they say - Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dream !


That hope, I know, just shimmers from a distance for a while and then fades away to only lure me back after some time. The phase called Growing Up doesn't let it rest for long. 


As a kid I always wanted to grow up. I misunderstood the term and thought it had something to do with height and looks. Crazy was I to not see the intrinsic pain and hardship that lies beneath the superficial treats of growing up.


Why can't life still be like the joy of waking up in the evening, getting dressed by mum , going out shouting friend's name, playing, falling, crying not because of the pain but only to get pampered by mum and dad.


Wish the breeze could assure the little bird that it will always be around to help her fly.

1 comment:

  1. hey girl,

    growing up is painful but it has its perks too.

    and dont worry too much, hold on to your dreams, dont compromise on what you want and need and dont hold off till tomorrow the fun you can have today.

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