Dear 16 Year Old me,
Hello, how have you been? Where have you gone? I really do miss you. Being 19 is pretty much a tough job and sucks. Well it will pass like you did I guess. I thought and and realized that I had not been fair to you. I hid things and did what I don't even do now. So I thought here are few things you should know or be aware of. So that no other 16 year old suffers from inhibitions.
So dear you. Bullying is not cool. May it be bullying someone or bearing someone's shit! It is not cool.
People in the world, and in our country are like crabs. When they see you growing taller, they pull you with their tweezers and bring you down, crash you, destroy you, kill you. But be a hammer. The strength you got after being destroyed for two years shouldn't happen to anyone else.
What you have been spoon fed since your early childhood isn't the truth. Your mother isn't always right, she is human too. She is the breed of the incomplete knowledge. Like me, like anybody else. And so is everybody.
Dear, deciding to be single for life is an obnoxious idea. You won't be happy by just crushing on a drummer of the school band, who now survives on heroine. You won't have even the slightest bit of the heart to live alone to say 'I love being single!' Because someone will invade that space of yours and never leave that space.
Your parents will go against you when you need them the most. But also they love you unconditionally. They will stick to the thoughts of their "Zamaana" and appall you with the unscientific and irrational logics of 'Log Kya Sochenge Phenomena.' But never back down.
Make mistakes, take your scooty, lie to your parents and just get out once in a while, for hours, even if your butts start to sleep. And then begin a fresh.
Do cry. It is important, otherwise there will come a time, life will kick your rear ends so hard that you have to cry for years. Staying strong and not crying are two very different things.
You will love and get hurt, over and over again. You will feel like pulling your hair out. Your, 'I never freak out' attitude will not work, when he does not attend even one of your calls or when slightest things become big.
Do not love too much, little me. There is no deeper pain than loving too much. Keep yourself first, because that is what it is meant to be. The stones melt like candles in love, yet we are humans. Little me, love yourself more, or try to. But because you are my conscience, you won't be able to. He will do things which you can't bear, he will do things which wrecks your heart way too deeply, but you need to stand up again. Coz everything will be be fine, if not today, then tomorrow, at some point.
You are not perfect, so do not even try to be one. Your weirdness make you beautiful. Your gigantic and satanic loud laugh, your mole on the right cheek, your height, your weight, everything makes you.. You.
Do not fear to revolt against to your elders. Wrong is wrong and must be rectified. They will go away and that is for your good.
Dear 16 year old me, you were amazing, you were carefree, you were naive, you were lovable, innocence reflected your face, you sang, you danced, and you were welcoming. I miss you, I want you back. Adulthood sucks to its extreme. People will want you to be mature, when you are having the worst time. Do not grow up.
Do not grow up at all little me, it is horrible here, but it will pass.
Missing you,
Yours forever
Anokhi
Hello, how have you been? Where have you gone? I really do miss you. Being 19 is pretty much a tough job and sucks. Well it will pass like you did I guess. I thought and and realized that I had not been fair to you. I hid things and did what I don't even do now. So I thought here are few things you should know or be aware of. So that no other 16 year old suffers from inhibitions.
So dear you. Bullying is not cool. May it be bullying someone or bearing someone's shit! It is not cool.
People in the world, and in our country are like crabs. When they see you growing taller, they pull you with their tweezers and bring you down, crash you, destroy you, kill you. But be a hammer. The strength you got after being destroyed for two years shouldn't happen to anyone else.
What you have been spoon fed since your early childhood isn't the truth. Your mother isn't always right, she is human too. She is the breed of the incomplete knowledge. Like me, like anybody else. And so is everybody.
Dear, deciding to be single for life is an obnoxious idea. You won't be happy by just crushing on a drummer of the school band, who now survives on heroine. You won't have even the slightest bit of the heart to live alone to say 'I love being single!' Because someone will invade that space of yours and never leave that space.
Your parents will go against you when you need them the most. But also they love you unconditionally. They will stick to the thoughts of their "Zamaana" and appall you with the unscientific and irrational logics of 'Log Kya Sochenge Phenomena.' But never back down.
Make mistakes, take your scooty, lie to your parents and just get out once in a while, for hours, even if your butts start to sleep. And then begin a fresh.
Do cry. It is important, otherwise there will come a time, life will kick your rear ends so hard that you have to cry for years. Staying strong and not crying are two very different things.
You will love and get hurt, over and over again. You will feel like pulling your hair out. Your, 'I never freak out' attitude will not work, when he does not attend even one of your calls or when slightest things become big.
Do not love too much, little me. There is no deeper pain than loving too much. Keep yourself first, because that is what it is meant to be. The stones melt like candles in love, yet we are humans. Little me, love yourself more, or try to. But because you are my conscience, you won't be able to. He will do things which you can't bear, he will do things which wrecks your heart way too deeply, but you need to stand up again. Coz everything will be be fine, if not today, then tomorrow, at some point.
You are not perfect, so do not even try to be one. Your weirdness make you beautiful. Your gigantic and satanic loud laugh, your mole on the right cheek, your height, your weight, everything makes you.. You.
Do not fear to revolt against to your elders. Wrong is wrong and must be rectified. They will go away and that is for your good.
Dear 16 year old me, you were amazing, you were carefree, you were naive, you were lovable, innocence reflected your face, you sang, you danced, and you were welcoming. I miss you, I want you back. Adulthood sucks to its extreme. People will want you to be mature, when you are having the worst time. Do not grow up.
Do not grow up at all little me, it is horrible here, but it will pass.
Missing you,
Yours forever
Anokhi
awesome !
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