A letter to younger version of myself
I am writing this letter to pen down what’s in my heart. I miss my teenage. The only thing that I never wanted to end was my teenage. 23 looks cool, end of being a teenager. I have been told that I should act mature, but being immature hits differently. You learn, you grow, you fall and you rise back.
I made friends without any mean intentions, I loved without telling, and I sneak little things. I can do all these things right now but now I have other things to do which are more important now. Now the situations have changed, from a bunch of friends to a restricted group of people, from crush to broken relationships, from failing together to rising alone, from school fights to some mental pressure, and from laughing out loud to small giggles.
Life has changed a lot for everyone but change is inevitable. Sometimes we don’t want to change or sometimes we might wish for some change. I believe that a person who is not ready to change is not evolving. There’s a saying that it’s the survival of the fittest so I need to find my ways for survival. I miss those days when I was young, energetic, and cheerful. Now I have e-mail, fax machines and digital phones so that I can stay connected and yet I live in a time where human beings have never been less connected. I think that a person enjoys his/her life the best during the early years. Responsibilities, competition, burden, job and so on were the words for which we never worried about.
A teenager has a fresh mind, free from every challenge life is going to reveal. Teenagers are generally full of vitality and energy. When I was in my teenage years I used to spend time with my parents; for instance, we used to share at least two meals together but now hardly one. Being a teenager I felt that my life was changing daily. Everyone has down days, sometimes I feel like shit but at least I have the courage and energy to come back. At that time for me, life was all about fun. For every individual some stage of life was important. For me it was my teenage as it was more glorifying and fulfilling. But I have learned one thing from life and that is “You Only Live Once” and life’s greatest setbacks reveal life’s biggest opportunities. So I just want to awaken my child from its slumber. Do not wait until you are on your deathbed to realize the meaning of life and the precious role you have to play within it.
A younger version of myself