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"When growing up hits you"

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I am Manya Arora, a 16-year-old brown girl who is currently completing her 11th standard and is obsessed with writing and trying to change the world by telling some little realities that we usually face in our day-to-day lives. 

Hey fam, I hope that you all are doing good. So here I am back again with another blog and I hope you all will read it once.



Being a kid I always used to wonder that it was so invigorating to be an adult. You can do whatever you wish to do. No restrictions, no asking for permissions, no school work, no pending assignments and all you have to do is, do your dream job and live happily. I heard somewhere that time flies and you can never recreate the moments which you had in your past because time would never stop for you. Growing up is cool, that's what a kid inside me thought but a teenager inside me wants to be a kid again. We always crave something which is the "best" in our language but we are never satisfied with the present moment we are living and then after years when we actually grow up, we wish that we could relive that specific moment. I hate what we humans are. Never gruntled with what we are. We Never show gratitude for what we have. 

After years when we have to leave our hometown for further studies, we have to leave our friends and family behind because all we want is a cut above future. That's the time we have to be mature because little immature things can make it difficult for us to move on. At that time we feel that it isn't "cool" to be an adult because when we were small then our immature behaviour was acceptable, our mistakes were neglected and we didn't have a load of responsibilities. We had some restrictions that too for our own safety, we had to ask for permissions because our parents were protective. Growing up is never easy because the more you grow up the more you lose people, the more you have to act mature and the more you love keeping things in private because the world is toxic and you prefer peace. Still sitting on a couch, having a cup of tea and closing your eyes sometimes shows you the flashbacks of how beautiful your life used to be when you were a kid. Remember that "friends forever" group? You do laugh at it now because you realised that forever never existed but still, those memories were beautiful. We all realised minuscule things in our journey of life and every lesson we learnt developed us to be who we are today, but still, sometimes I wish to be that little kid again. 

I wish I knew that being a kid would be the best phase in this journey of life because I really wanna relive some memories again. Growing up hits hard, harder than what we saw in movies and what we read in biology textbooks. Enjoy the present moment because you won't get to relive it again as every day there is a different day and every day you grow up by a per cent. 


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