sometimes,too soon in life,we realize that the past was past,and the future is too near
the mere reflection of the fact that i'm growing up hits hard like fallin with a thud.
i've held on for too long,to the joys of childhood and the reckless dedication to some lost cause.
how doing that dint cost much then,how precious every moment has now become.
how now,every move's to be calculated with the tickin hands of the clock
how wastin time would mean a wasted life in times to come,how with growin up,time becomes more important and how its importance highlights the lack of it.how i now will pay for every wrong turn,how i no longer will be excused for being immatured.
how there are things to be done,and taken care of,how i need to be more independant,how people lose their value ,how morality becomes relative,how experiences lead to a broader vision and how life now has to take a definite course,how there are purposes to be served
i think i'm growing up.
5 comments:
You write well.. and stuff that can be related to. But it hurts to read white text on black.
@ j..thank you
white seems most appropriate,though u could suggest some other color
I know this aint directly in the same context, but as the day of my graduation comes closer, i have started feelina s to how little i have done... oh how i now miss the opportunities that i didnt take.. choosingt o spend my vacations at home when i could have been working with an ngo... i thought it was irrelevant back then, now its all i want to do...
ya,workin wid an ngo would be a satisfying experience.why not take part in d teach india initiative
have registered already... :)
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