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“You are Grown Up!!” Eeee… Really!!


I must say that this is the sentence that most teenagers must be hearing from their elders. And it’s the worst part I must say. I mean who actually like to grow up. I could look back and have no regrets. All these years when we were small we used to think that what kind of things we would do when we would actually grow up!! We all painted a picture in our head and dreamt of becoming something or the other. But the actual reality seems so different. There comes a great amount of responsibility; we are expected to show certain kind of attitude. I hate all these things. Common think of a world from the point of view of a child. Don’t you miss all those cartoons show? Instead of continuously watching news. Don’t you miss playing with society friends? Instead of discussing studies and careers with your colleagues. I truly believe that an individual should always carry some madness in his/her life because that’s the only thing that can keep one’s innocence alive. It is said that “Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional”. I always think that the world of a child is colorful filled with innocence and joy. People pinching our cheeks, giving kisses etc. it was all fun.


Indeed, growing up has it perks but it’s not an easy job. As a child you have always been in your friendly rather comfort zone and suddenly when you are near your twenties it won’t be the same. Situations against you will grow. You will feel frustrated. You will feel alone. But that’s how you and I must learn. From experiences. Obviously we cannot stop it. We didn’t even realize the journey we have been through, we were just living.  But memories are with us forever. To teach us, to remind us. To show us that growing is a part of life.


Above all even if you all are coming in your twenties, don’t shy to do little mad things u did. Like jumping up on bed, licking your favorite ice-cream, all the silliness and goofiness. Don’t let the child inside you die.

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  1. How can one person give like a bazzillion LIKES to this one ...!!
    Its so true ... Its the sad truth :)

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    1. Haha....i got your bazzillion likes Swara.... thanks a lot:):)

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  2. Growing up is a fact of life. But, how one looks at the process of growing up is important. I agree, one need not grow with stress and pressure on one's self and unwarranted excessive maturity. One has to scale up with sense of responsibility keeping gradual progress. At the same time, under the guise of growing up and losing childhood, one can not escape also.

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  3. I completely agree with you Sir.. Sadly or gadly we cannot escape from reality.

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  4. growing up...grown up...oops...!! harder resposibilities...sadness...whts fun?? nothing..still liked this movie..:p

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  5. Superb!!

    But, "We ain't never getting older!"

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