Growing up is always tough.
As a baby growing up into a child, one always get scolded by his parents, for not knowing how to walk properly, for crying unnecessarily. The scoldings might not have any effect, but at least there is someone to monitor the process of growing up. And the child normally turns out fine.
As a child, one does not realli have much responsibility to fulfil. Just study. Dun realli have to think. Just listen to parents. They cant be wrong. Life is blessed. Everything is planned out for you.
The child soon grows into his teens. He starts to realise what has happened in his first years on this planet. He rejects it. His immature mind starts to despise control. His Mind is fighting the shackles. It wants to think. It cant wait to bloom into a full adult. To them, adult means unrestrained life, the opposite of their past years of existence. And they welcome that idea.
But one always think the grass on the other pasture is green, without realising that when they reach the other side of the pasture, there is an equal chance that the grass is scorched. Which is precisely wat happens in this case. When the adolescence realli ends and adult phase creeps in. At this changeover period.
Part of the mind rejects growing up. His mind is full of apprehension. An unknown future awaits him. He doesnt like part of wat he sees and fears this is the life awaiting him. Responsibility creeps in. He hates it. He hates having to learn to consider others before his self. How he must go against his own wish to accomodate others sometimes. He dreads getting married and having more responsibility subsequently. Where sometimes, he just cant make easy decisions anymore, having been aware of the impact of others. He cant be selfish anymore. With power comes responsibility and with responsibility comes pain. Especially when he is not prepared for such great responsibility, forced to grow up under circumstances.
He hates it. But unfortunately though, life still goes on. And we can onli pray we survive unscathed. I hope so. Sincerely hope so.
Monday, April 12, 2004
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