Carefree Kids In the Rain

by - July 16, 2017

It was raining buckets and I was sitting in my rocking chair right next to the window pane and I could feel the light breeze bringing along soft pelts. As I looked outside, I was thrilled to see a few kids dancing and chirping around carelessly in the rain. For a moment, I considered joining them (I really did!) but it seemed to be a bad idea because you know that time when you no longer are a kid. I realised how I had left back those carefree days in my life and am headed to some path where everything just matters too much. The rain kids had no obligations hanging around and people won’t burden them with their decisions.


Sometimes I feel so pissed off when I come across this lot of mean people who bug me with their opinions and force me to follow their idea about a certain decision I were to make. I will contradict, when our beliefs don’t match. I think that’s my right, but that’s what these people can’t take. When you complain or resist, that’s when these people bring in force. And I personally hate that situation of being forced on something. I don’t know if I am venting it all on this sheet of paper but all I know is it’s the worst feeling to be compelled to be doing something or some sort of decision being imposed on you. Honestly, it is more like, frustration, anger and helplessness all flush in at the same time. You just wish to run away and be like those carefree kids in the rain. I really don’t want people burdening me with a baggage I don’t wish to carry. And let’s just not call it caring, If you’re doing this to your loved ones. Trust me, it’s more like strangling or suffocating someone. You won’t like that happening to you in the name of care.


If there’s one wish I want all people around me to grant, it would definitely be ‘let me breathe the air under my own sky’. I can very well make decisions for myself independently. I am an adult, capable of choosing the right stuff for me and I don’t think there’s a reason, why people don’t have to trust my abilities to do justice to myself. At least I would love to be responsible for my regrets and all the wrong paths I’ve chosen for myself, for my failure and also for my achievements.

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