"May wind change its direction.May tommorow, sun rise from south. May clock adds one more hour to its dial.May fish fly and we walk on seas." - All are hypothetical apprehensions. There is only a "MAY" between a myth and a reality.But this three letter word can make life look simpler.A child imagines himself as a supernatural human-being, flying and fighting all the way and enjoying every moment of his "MAY" world.But this enjoyment vanishes as we grow. Why can't this stay for ever?
We grow and with us grows the shackles. Fetters, binding us to the world's nomenclature of being a grown-up. And as the time passes we go more and more into this trap and then each and every thought of living in "MAY" world hampers with the ever clashing - Expectations. We lose all the innocence and get stuck with frustrations and regrets.Growing-up is one of the law which kills me everytime.When I say this, i guess, I represent more than 95% of the adults.I try manier times to enter into that old world of mine to be the one to run here and there jst to say to my mom that "Maa,I want to be an aeroplane when i grow." I wish I could capture all the caress,love,warmth and innocence of then and preserve it in a locker forever.I, often, see a dream full of things i yearn for. Everytime I wake up and see around, dissapoint myself.
Why dont we take an initiative to scavange our world? Forget the stress and boundages..Love every species possible and spread the fun of being loved,cared...Just being what you want won't cease one's circuitous progress but It would rather help to breathe. Let's change MAY into CAN. Hunt for our own wishes and feel the child inside you, enjoying and laughing all along......
"May wind change its direction.May tommorow, sun rise from south. May clock adds one more hour to its dial.May fish fly and we walk on seas." - All are hypothetical apprehensions. There is only a "MAY" between a myth and a reality.But this three letter word can make life look simpler.A child imagines himself as a supernatural human-being, flying and fighting all the way and enjoying every moment of his "MAY" world.But this enjoyment vanishes as we grow. Why can't this stay for ever?
We grow and with us grows the shackles. Fetters, binding us to the world's nomenclature of being a grown-up. And as the time passes we go more and more into this trap and then each and every thought of living in "MAY" world hampers with the ever clashing - Expectations. We lose all the innocence and get stuck with frustrations and regrets.Growing-up is one of the law which kills me everytime.When I say this, i guess, I represent more than 95% of the adults.I try manier times to enter into that old world of mine to be the one to run here and there jst to say to my mom that "Maa,I want to be an aeroplane when i grow." I wish I could capture all the caress,love,warmth and innocence of then and preserve it in a locker forever.I, often, see a dream full of things i yearn for. Everytime I wake up and see around, dissapoint myself. 
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