When I and you were young, we never knew we would go through various groups of memories. We had remarkable intervals, muddy days, cheerful friends and beautiful games to play with. Being lost in those filth and glides, time repeatedly de-stresses us without us being versed. The day passed as fast as the pace of our breath. Pre-primary & primary, middle-school followed by high school, junior college and then graduation; all these expressed exciting! Those days we always wanted holiday and college to be the chief portion of our life. But today, we realize how important those young days were.
The favorite past time was serving and motivating. As we were hurt, our so called naughty friends would turn to us with drug and care. Our love was more like that of holding hands. What mattered was what was my crush wearing? LOL. All this sounds so irresponsible and unwise to us. But the fact is: those were the HAPPY TIMES. As we grew up, we saw our mentality changed with time and so did our hair-do, clothes, words and also to mention friends as well. We enjoy with each division of friends, love, and rejoice every moment yet. Every single day there is either add on or subtractions of people in life. But we really dint pay attention to until everything is as per say.
Bit by bit, all those acquaintances, known faces to be precise, move in their way promising to be there forever. We entered the most developed phase, until pressure took place. Parties were replaced to meetings, skinned knees to broken hearts, love to hate and it goes on. Stress and Betrayal have taken over by each one of us. We now realize things have changed severely, and to that extent that we can do nothing about it than crib. We are surrounded by problems every single day. We wish for those kind words by our notorious friends but only to realize that it was passe. It really saddens me to know how those naughty friends can change to selfish ones. Their crush changes to that one person whom they will turn to in want. And most of all see their shoulder dropping down for those who were once their closest.
And now, I wouldn’t ever get that close if I knew that things would be so different then. Who would want to get attached and then detach later when in reality, in need? When they were once your soul mates? I kept searching for myself, MY SOUL. I questioned every day until I realize, why people say: WE CAME IN THIS WORLD ALONE & WILL GO ALONE!

So insightful. The bitter truth which each of us have to live with.
ReplyDeleteGreat work Ruchi....
ReplyDeleteYour emotions flow like streaming water....
Keep it coming... :)
I, somehow, expected you to write about this feeling you have!
ReplyDeleteSome people who have voice can't talk, can't express, and then there are few couragious like you who can fumble.
To all the couragious people, I salute thee.
ruchkiiiiii!!!!
ReplyDeleteyou are sooooooooo deeeep!!!!
i like the post :)
damn beautiful ruchi..
ReplyDeletenly dat person can write dis hu has gone thru ol dis...
da bitter bt a true fact
very genuine nicely put ruchi :)
ReplyDeletethings have chngd so as ruchi n d way of lukng thngs awesome dear
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