Life at its Peak....

Life at its peak .The very thing that comes to my mind if i look back at the last few years of my life. The most happening, the most exhilarating and the most memorable. Perhaps that the reason it last for the smallest time .What we call as youth turns out to be the most promising , most energetic and the one with maximum colours
Why i think of it as something special and most unusual is the fact that it can never come back ..and... I wish it never leave in first place. I have enjoyed each and every moment of my life in twenties. And still continue to do so.
When we first come out of what we call as teens. We generally tend and want to be adults as soon as possible. We want to be on our own. Like many of us i tried taking decisions on my own, fought with parents, friends, messed up relations and screwed the exams. But all in all it has been a wonderful journey with all the above being just one side of the old coin. The better half had friends , cherished moments at school and high school, heart throbs along with heartbreaks, crushes and laughs.
As we come to end of teens we suddenly hate all the things that we did in the past. Everything seems to be a waste of time ... time spend with friends seem to be a waste ...and fights seem very silly . All in all it seems that life till date had been a joke ... A sudden urge rushes in .. An urge to get serious,an urge to make a fortune . Urge to make our own future.. An urge to show case our personality and capability to the world.. This urge and longing kills everything else that we had called as Life. Earth starts rotating faster than once in 24 hrs and world turns upside down . The ideas topple over each other and creative juices flow in. We all suddenly come into what we call as late twenties of life. Life gets fuller with commitments both personal and professional ... Job eats up more than half of your time and the next half goes into cribbing for the same.
We... the ones who wanted to grow old as soon as possible suddenly carry sullen faces...Now again comes the time we want to be silly... Kiddish.... as stupid as possible... All we want to do is chat with friends , go on long walks , get drenched like mad in rain ... we miss our crushes and heartbreaks ... and we miss our friends and above all we start missing our parents. We realize after a long time that there is something soft and pink which pumps blood for us ... we feel it ache .. Sense it more than the vibes of our Brain.. We come to think we have lost it.. Both our mind and our heart.... What we need is a change.. A bigger and better one
This change is different direction for each and every one of us.. We choose a different colour.. a different road on the map ... a different flower from the garden ... and not all get to choose again and the right one too ...
I feel myself very lucky to get this chance again ... Lost many things ... fought back again ... and never regret on the same ... I chose wrong paths which seem correct now and some correct ones which in the end turned out to be entirely fruitless ... But i cherish the fruits of taking a new step nevertheless ... the vital change .. The new beginning and an early revamp ... I am myself once again... My true self.. However silly. However funny ... I enjoy being ME ... People might hate my 24 hr smile. My crazzzy behaviour and my who cares attitude but I am definitely once again in LOVE for myself. deep Love for my own self