From a baby nestled in her mother’s arms
To a toddler crawling on the floor…
A toothy grin… or a wail so loud..
Thundering the neighbors’ doors.
Like a child running all around..
Yelping, screaming or pouting …
Laughing, giggling or dancing..
Singing, dreaming and grinning..
Crushing secretly.. sighing..
Admiring the temptations..
Tasting the fatal “Don’ts”
Oh the Teenage dramatic moans!
Basking in the sun of youthfulness..
Growing over and above ..
Learning , changing, accepting..
Hurting, smiling, Still sailing..
Aging in time… growing by mind..
Older we be… solving the mysteries..
Crying, grumbling, loosing faith..
Or rather- rising, smiling with courage!
Memories rush.. everything’s hushed..
Echoing deep.. something leaps..
Agonizing puzzles.. silent storms..
Victorious glory.. happy songs..
Don’t we all come across such moments… when we wonder:
“What the hell happened?” “How did I reach this far?” “How did I change?” “How did life change?”
Life is a nasty road… You gotta go up… sometimes even fall down..Rise again, crumble again. Smile or cry or wail or say “WHY?”
All good things , do come to an end. Not always there’s a happy ending. Silent storms help you become stronger.
Whatever happens/happened, whether you like/liked it or not – doesn’t matter, it has/had to happen, not only because it is/was meant to be but also because you are/were meant to grow over your weaknesses, find your courage, learn to rebel and learn to appreciate not just life but yourself.
Trace your life backward and you’ll see the way everything has changed.
Take time to ponder on “What all happened?”
Its nice to read your own life; smile over the times you acted stupid , impulsive, foolish or stubborn; be proud over the decisions you took, the resolutions you stood by, the many wishes you made, the dreams that you made sure become your reality; the times you let your wounds heal; the times you learnt a lesson -maybe a hardway; the times you realised what made you special; the times you felt ten times your age; the times you smiled even when you crumbled within; the times you were simply happy…..
In all the agonising moments, we fail to remember the many many happy moments we had. Count such moments. Count the number of times you smile a day. Count the many blessings you have. Count the many breaths you have taken so far and well, aren’t you still breathing? Count the many times you were saved from looming storms. Count the many times you almost gave up, but something/ someone didn’t let you give in. COUNT.
Once you count. You’ll know what happened!
Be happy. Its life. You get what you deserve. Nothing more. Nothing Less. Even if its a frightening storm, know it will pass, know you can handle it. Enjoy every phase of life. These are the seasons that once slipped never come back. And once lived are enough. The little you have is much more than many can have.
Small moments you live make life easier, cause big moments are a rare catch. Everyone plays this game called life, all get fair chances, fair lifelines, fair choices and fair breaks.
Play it well…. whilst you always remember to enjoy.