We grow up through school and university, expecting a happy
and successful future in adulthood. Suddenly, late in life, we realize that the
dream of adult life has come true, but into a life of routines. Wake up at 5.30am,
to work at 6.15am and back from work at 6.30 pm; mostly quite tired and exhausted.
Then being afraid to open your G mail or WhatsApp messages as we are quite
sure, we will be doomed till 10pm if something “work related” was received.
In this adult life mostly dedicated to work (missing many
family, friend and other important events), life mainly becomes a routine, for
most part quite difficult to break. We do forget the person whom we would have
wanted to be. We do forget what we dreamt our adult lives would be. We may have
wanted to garden, sing a song, listen to music, watch a movie, cook something we
like etc
In this chaos of a little life of late, there are few random
and magical moments. It may be a meeting with a friend, may be a new post in
social media, may be a brief communication at an odd hour. There is an
awakening of the self. Energized with an energy that was long gone. Creativity pops
up. Emotions run wild.
These sweet, little things may be short lived. However, they
would remind you of the self we wanted to be once, what it is to be alive. We
still can cry. These shall be the moments to cherish and worth living for.
These moments may be little but sweet - just like these flowers
