Dear, 16 year old me
I am writing a letter you ( When I was 16 ) today with no regrets in mind. You were the happiest times of me.
Sipping coffee, as I take fill into my pen from Ink pot, The casseetee of those days replays, I view that flashbacks and do nothing just smile.
I still remember as a 16 year old My life used to very simple and perfect. I was a high school going girl, and ours school dress was a baby pink shirt and blue pinafore along with tie, belt, socks and black shoes.
That school tie was the major entertainment part when we used to sit up in School bus, play antrakshri with pals and tried to make tie, the person who made the tie at last had to sing a complete song on stage of the choice of others.
It was all so much fun. At that time You woke up at 6 in the morning, by- hearted or revised the chapters that were to be examined at the school, cross checked homework if any pending, and if yes than completed it.
Those were the times when you got ready, had apples in breakfast and made your a pony tail and left for school bus, from there to school.
At school unlimited chatter with friends, did reversals for dance and music programme, participated in co curricular activities, plucked best flowers from the nearby gardens and then made Rangolis of flowers during Onam.
Those were the days when before school assembly you listened to latest trends and news so that during assembly if you were called for taking quiz class you can answer it.
Those were the times when we gathered during intervals and had lunch together with friends.
When you came back from school, changed the dress to home wear and then did lunch, took rest watching cartoons and then completed all the homework at first and by 4 pm in the evening went outside with a gang of friends to play.
We played Ice water, Kho – Kho, spelling games and many and made our evenings the best time of the at by enjoying it to the fullest.
During evening you came back home, took dinner, ironed your school uniforms, learned the lessons taught in school, and then after watching t.v for some time slept in cozy bed
Next day woke up to same routines…
Life wasn’t tough then and only tension was relating to homeworks.
During 16th year of your life You were so simple that for attending partied all you did was made a ponytail, applied a gloss of lip balm and wore your favourite jeans and top.
But now before stepping out of the house you think N number of times what to wear ? Makeup is your favourite in gradient while to parties.
Tensions from homework are changed to many other problems.
Priorities from fiends are converted into mobile phones and many other changes.
During that time You slept at 10 p.m and that also so peacefully, and now at 1-2 p.n of the night you tweet insomniac tweets and during day you feel dizzy and doze off.
You wee energetic then and were always ready to do anything and everything
Now you feel everything a waste and just sit at home and wrote down your loneliness part …
This is not done …This is Not at all done
Dear 16 year old me, I request you to come back and bring the 21 year old me back to life, back to the times when one glimpse of crush made your day, back to time when cartoons seemed real, back to time when friends and family mattered the most, back to time where I don’t take my working hours too much seriously and work with a smile and stay relaxed at the same time