Grateful to the most celebrated version of mine

Dear adulthood,

तुम एक phase ho,

पर बचपन पूरी जिंदगी था yaar!❤

Before you came, none of the skies were romanticised and no moon was loved.

Before you came, no Sundays were spent on those LinkedIn posts, and none of those mondays were blue.

Those boys who used to shout their friend's name enchanting the whole street are the same men going for the interview caging those opened careless buttons with a corporate tie and shivering hands.

Those classmates who never missed a single chance to hijack the school canteen are the same now giving special mentions to 'माँ के हाथ के बने दाल-चावल' in their letters.

Back than,

falling in love, healing, cheating and so on...were just the verbs with mandatory 'ing'

Back than,

Competitions were there only at the backbench of the class, not the exams our whole life is depending on.

पता ही नही चला कब हमारा YOLO,

देखते ही देखते THIS TOO SHALL PASS बन गया...

Dear adulthood,

तुम उस वक़्त आये जब हमारी गेडियो को पेट्रोल की फिक्र नही थी|

तुम उस वक़्त आये जब हमारे शौक़ को, ज़रूरतों से शिकायत नही थी|