“Sometimes my life opened its eyes in the dark. A feeling as if crowds drew through the streets in blindness and anxiety on the way towards a miracle, while I invisibly remain standing.”
- Tomas Tranströmer
Scaling up and down the trees, digging up for worms, going where your bicycle takes you, be it sun, rain or cold, be it weekday or weekend. Those were the days you cherish the most. Those were the days when you threw world to a place where it wont bother you and did things your heart said. Those were the days when you never thought of thinking about something. The golden days of innocence, happiness and freedom. Those sunny days when each day was a celebration of its own and every day brought a new and different sun.
What happened? How did it all changed? Did you see it coming? Has it really changed. I mean, you can still climb trees, dig for worms and roam on bicycles. Why don't you do that? You don't have freedom to do so? Is life getting worse day by day as you grow up?
No one wants to answer such questions. Looking back at life, no one wants to grow up. We all feel happy and sad when we look back at life. Happy because we lived those days and sad because now its over. Here's an excerpt from Dr.Zhivago by Boris Pasternak , which might give a warm hug to you.
"Everything had changed suddenly--the tone, the moral climate; you didn't know what to think, whom to listen to. As if all your life you had been led by the hand like a small child and suddenly you were on your own, you had to learn to walk by yourself. There was no one around, neither family nor people whose judgment you respected. At such a time you felt the need of committing yourself to something absolute--life or truth or beauty--of being ruled by it in place of the man-made rules that had been discarded. You needed to surrender to some such ultimate purpose more fully, more unreservedly than you had ever done in the old familiar, peaceful days, in the old life that was now abolished and gone for good. "
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