Every great story that we read and make the children read is about rebellion, about what’s right! So in what state of mind are the outdated ideas imposed on us! They tell us to grow up, be independent and take our own decisions but when its actually time to do so; its the imposing process all over again. As long as the habits of one person are not harming the other or the society in a physical, mental or “MORAL” way it is “RIGHT”.

I came to my senses when the orange spark had extinguished and had taken with it the dance of the smokes. The light was still there, in a mood perhaps to linger a little bit more. This time I followed the light and my steps stopped behind a closed door. I had my answer. The light had already begun to fade. I opened the door and welcomed the air in. I gazed at the sky which was still bearing the red of the sun and blue of its infinity.

Freedom in my soul and there is no one who can cage that. I do understand how the hearth of the universe makes stars or why time cannot run backwards but I certainly do not know why the stars are so bright when there is no one around they can help to guide, nothing so frozen that would embrace their warmth. We read about love, think about love, pretend that we really understand it. Heart skips a beat and we claim we know love..

I have met some really amazing people who have introduced me to that sphere of life I was left without. It is true to fall in love in a few days. To fall in love with new friends, to fall in love with a new job, to fall in love with new challenges, to fall in love with everything and anything that comes between sun rise and sun set; and most importantly falling in love with the true self you just met a few days back. The real you.The untainted, the non judged, the believer, the loser, the winner!

We grown ups have forgotten the fun that’s there in the spontaneity of the moments. Doing something silly because it needs to be done not because it would be appreciated. Wondering and wandering in the clouds that take up any shape we would have wanted. Everything mundane would have been a bliss. A colorful butterfly would have been the achievement of the day. Scrapped knees would have been a reason for tears. And an honest laugh when we would have fallen with a friend…