I wrote this to describe the life of a teen.
I am Srijan. From srijan2016.wordpress.com.
WHAT IT IS LIKE TO BE A TEEN.
It feels like a drop, waiting to hit the ground beneath. It feels like that the textures that needs to be there, takes time to develop. The ‘textures’ here refers to, being mature. Decisions taken abruptly w/o thinking. All these leads to things, that makes us see the stars on a night sky instead of doing the supposed. Age is just a number they said, but only if they knew, torture numbers and they would confess anything. Confess things which may even get an ant drunk! But does it happen ? It does not! An ant drowns and so does those confessions.
You will understand things only to forget them forever! And that’s just what we call being selfish. But then just look inside you, like in the oyster, there’s a pearl, you will find something you wished you knew it earlier. A pearl that still glows like the moon, even if it vanishes on seeing the day, still its there. It’s something which keeps you going. You pledge to work for it. Pledge to lay the foundation so you can later sow the seeds, and “distribute” the fruits.Distribute to those who you pledged for. They are nobody but everybody that needs them. You want to live a life for them, even if you yourself don’t have one. You’re helpless. But you don’t lose hope. Because there’s a thing future, which you write with your own hands, and which gets clearer with each drop of sweat is dropped.