When life happens, it does not knock on your door to see if you are ready. No, it just comes in and you better be prepared for it all. One day you are five, happy, playing and can't wait to grow up, the next day you are over 30 and clueless.
Think of your life as day by day and all days are the same, look 3 years back and it is so different. Where has it all gone? And what have we learned? Some things never change and some things are the complete opposite.
We all had dreams growing up and we had to change them, whether cos it was dictated by society to do so or because we just needed to survive. But do we ever forget our 5 year old self? Do we roam around pretending that we have planned to be what we are now all along?
We complain about fake people around us all the time, are we fake as well? Are we another version of us that has manifested over time and we have grown to belive it is our true self?
I still play like i was 5 sometimes, i run, play hopscotch, sing at the top of my lungs, pretend play. I enjoy balloons, face paint and pretending i can cartwheel.
I also now worry about money, rent, losing my body to gravity,what people think (sometimes!) and wanting a child of my own.
That 5 year old wanted to be a psychologist, a writer, an animal saver, a world traveler and a dancer. I remember having a dream about opening a flower shop in Italy too. Now, I am an ex HR employee with the heart of a child who is still as clueless about life as I was over 20 years ago.
What we plan for ourselves is nothing compared to what life has ready for us. But are we genuine enough to keep a part of that child with us through the journey? Or are we just fake versions of our true self that once was?
Think of your life as day by day and all days are the same, look 3 years back and it is so different. Where has it all gone? And what have we learned? Some things never change and some things are the complete opposite.
We all had dreams growing up and we had to change them, whether cos it was dictated by society to do so or because we just needed to survive. But do we ever forget our 5 year old self? Do we roam around pretending that we have planned to be what we are now all along?
We complain about fake people around us all the time, are we fake as well? Are we another version of us that has manifested over time and we have grown to belive it is our true self?
I still play like i was 5 sometimes, i run, play hopscotch, sing at the top of my lungs, pretend play. I enjoy balloons, face paint and pretending i can cartwheel.
I also now worry about money, rent, losing my body to gravity,what people think (sometimes!) and wanting a child of my own.
That 5 year old wanted to be a psychologist, a writer, an animal saver, a world traveler and a dancer. I remember having a dream about opening a flower shop in Italy too. Now, I am an ex HR employee with the heart of a child who is still as clueless about life as I was over 20 years ago.
What we plan for ourselves is nothing compared to what life has ready for us. But are we genuine enough to keep a part of that child with us through the journey? Or are we just fake versions of our true self that once was?
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