I was a bright eyed kid... The world was one big wonderful place...
I wanted to be a cartoon character... but that was not to be...
I grew older... Sports interested me... I wanted to be a pilot, a soldier , go on adventures like those characters in fairy tales... i was just a kid... i would know better, they said...
I grew older... studies gained importance - more to them than me... The world was still bright... sure, we had to learn stupid things like coils, biology and other stuff... but then this was important i was told... i did not understand why... but they knew better...
I grew older... i was out from dawn to dusk... hopping from one class to the other... this was all for my best interest i was told... to make sure i would succeed... The world seemed a little less brighter... but then to gain something you had to make sacrifices i was told...
I grew older... they said it was a crucial juncture... i had to study hard or else i would end up being a failure... i knew what i wanted to be... atleast i thought so... I did my best... and got in a place which was supposed to be the best...
Only later would i know that this was my pound of flesh... the world seems so dark that i wish the sun would rise someday...somewhere along the way someone had forgotten to teach me something important... how to be happy... the only thing important is the future... in our hurry of making it better, we have forgotten to live in the present...
I wish life would be simpler...
