Carefree Kids In the Rain
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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