Seasons Change....Do We.....

 

Perhaps the seasons change……summers…springs…autumns…winters….. But they comes back, in queue, with the rotten memories, faded and ugly, sometimes with more colors. But they will come with the same liveliness.

But we….we are unlike seasons, changes will happen in our life. The seasons in life will go away as like ‘death’. No one wants it but ultimately it should have to happen. I love to be ahead of these changes, but could not. My mind never let me to roll back. 

I want to smile like I used to be when I was a kid. But do not know why I cannot do this in this rat race. Even if I try, it will become a monkey play. When I was a child, I could smile with a unique face because at that time my brain was not that much developed. At that time, I could add all good to my heart and neglect all bad along my ways. I cannot argue against my parents as I thought they were the best. Everyone I came across were the finest.

But now, I am ashamed of myself to wear the mask of life. Even if I am willing, I cannot. I am trying to hide myself from me. I am becoming some other man inside me to conceal my soul.

As the myths say, there is hell and heaven. We can find them within us. When I was a child, I felt the pleasure of heaven. I couldn’t control my thoughts and the same were reflected in my face. I could cry from the deepest part of my heart. But now, I cannot shed tears in front of my society. I am ashamed to be empathetic to my fellow beings. Even I cannot pray to god without wearing the mask which covers my ugly mind.

I want to escape from my false life. Want to laugh how I used to be. Want to find the good from each and everything. Want to shed my tensions. Want to enjoy the rain without the consciousness of being ill. But I cannot, even if I am writing this, my mind is already started to think on its own about making funds for a new iphone. It is running faster as it can, more faster than light. But it will never come back to the stage as when I came out from my mother’s womb. I am helpless to change me to my old life.

Seasons change……Comes again……Never I…..My mind…Till my last breath…..!!!!!