The term “Growing up” has so many versions of it. One version of Growing up is looking back at old times and saying “was that me for real?”. Another version is understanding, how insignificant life is, yet trying to squeeze most out of it, to keep trying irrespective of all the failures and mostly forgetting the privilege to grow up, to live and to suddenly wake up with the realization of this privilege. The more you grow old, you realize, what’s it’s like to be you and how you are similar in ways like every other human that has ever lived.
The fabric of growing up at early stage remains the same- the hopes, the dreams, and the desires. At later stage it’s peace, contentment, and maybe resentment of not living enough. Not everybody tells you that growing up is going to be mostly like a roller-coaster ride and maybe there is chance that you might end up loving it, it might scare you when you are top edge or when it’s too fast but, you know its going to slowdown, the same is with the long roller coaster of “growing up” - it gets better or you get used to the thrills of it.
The most mesmerizing thing about this Rollercoaster is, you believe it or not there is always someone who is watching out for you — maybe holding your hand while it’s too edgy or fast while they are on same ride, sometimes be that person and maybe there’s some one who is about to get on the ride and looking up to you or there’s someone who has gone through this ride and just believes that you gonna make most of it.
Personal Touch: I am on Rollercoaster ride of growing up, Well I have just been learning that — Trying to enjoy it, Patience to sit through it- sometimes scream and letting somebody watch out for you will help.
