Recalling my early days of life as a kid I lived in the fairyland of mine just like any other child would be. Pampered and loved from all ways and everywhere I grew up dictating my own terms and setting my own rules.
Kinder garden, school, college.work I found myself growing both laterally and vertically in all fields. But there were only 2 people who felt I never grew and they were my parents. For them I have always been that sensitive, reactive and brisk decisions maker who is somewhere still a child at heart but never wants to agree with it.
Kinder garden was the age where I only took love from everywhere into my innocent neat heart and that was the only this which I reciprocated. A little butterfly flying pass me would make my day. Running into my dads arm or sitting on my moms lap was all I wanted then.
As I hit my teen and college the world looked more colourful and my heart remained the same but my mind grew. Butterflies and chocolate were not my cup of tea. Now i began to know many things. Movies cloths accessories, food, roaming, boys, affairs, crushes infatuations etc were the then fantasies.
When I began to work Money was the major ingredient in my mind. I began to look for jobs which offered me more money. The feel of being financially independent possessed my mind. My attitude changed and I began to behave all responsible.I jumped to the materialistic and worldly desires.
All the while during caught in the midst of making more money pleasure comfort luxury friends Bf;s etc I eventually had very less time to be with my parents,
Life has gone on and each day has been a experience and something new to learn. learning how to maintain relations. Today as I sit back to recollect how things have been I realise all the things what mom tot me from kinder garden till work to marriage all were meant for this stage of my life.
As I notice so many changes gone through me and across the globe I see 2 people to have remained the same.I have moved ahead in life but still a child holding the invisible hand.
Many things change but very few are bound to remain the same.
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