It feels terrible to grow old. I used to hear my mum say bachpan aur jawani kay din baray achay hotay hain. Now I can hear myself say bachpan kitna acha hota hai!!! I used to believe that age is just a number. Yes its indeed only a number but it gets scary year after year! Days of tween and teens seems like a dream. Its like those years are now lost in a thick forest of my past. something blur but something to cherish. I have heard people lament over the bitter fact of life that time is irreversible. Its impossible to turn back the pages of life. whats gone is gone, whats done is done. No U turns in life. Now i realize the weight of those words laden with wisdom. Now i know how terrible it is to grow old. ITS ALL SO NOSTALGIC..i might need a hanki…
wait a sec.
I think i m going a bit overboard with my sentiments and emotions here. I’m not THAT old now. Just the beginning of my twenties. Its better than being stuck in your acne filled, freckly freaky hormone changing teens. Actually its a lot better. At least i am not in that age where at one point in time you feel like an ALIEN. There’s a time in those terrible teens (t2s) when one can find nothing in the market that would fit. You go out to buy a shirt, a shoe, a sweater and everything in the world would refuse to be your size. You try outfit after outfit, shoe after shoe, it would be either a size big or a size small. The salesman would scrutinize you and say: dont you look a bit big for your age eh? or you are underweight or you would get your size tomorrow when we get fresh stock. And that never happens, fresh stock of clothes and accessories pour in but never your size. I’m out of those confused years of my life where every thing forbidden tempts you. where there are a thousand rules to follow. where everyone knows you are going through your troubled years- emotional imbalance. rebellious and stubborn are your second names.
wow! this feels amazing. *ear to ear broad evil smile* i never thought positive thinking works that well!!
*warning****: reflections on life that may not be suitable for the faint hearts or for under twenty people. if any teenager was reading this, dude you had to read this before reading the post!!!
Anyhow, without further ado, as per my title suggests, its flashback time. since an early age i was an active person, always engaged in one activity or the other. to prove it here’s what i got, days of my glory and fame. behold!
I was such an avid reader, always buried under heaps of books:p
Sometimes i was that shady character. Lived a gangster life. There was a time when i ate, talked, walked and slept the life of a dangerous mafia leader. The picture is of the days when i was introduced to the underworld for the first time.
laughed and jumped
Won many gold medals in Olympics. This is one of my golden moments!!!
Went around the world, met Arabs. we exchanged gifts.
Invented the first computer. The picture is taken by bill gates :p
Worked as a spy and later mentored James bond.
happy birthday to me :p tween and teens bye bye