When we are born, we grow as the days pass. The hours, the minutes that we go through each day. Every phase of a human is something to look into. From and infant to a toddler. a toddler to a child. A child to a teen. A teen to an adult. During these phases we go through ups and downs. Encountering with sheer happiness only, takes a long time to arrive in our lives.
A baby is born, all he or she did was eat, sleep, except and repeat. The Abby then turns into a toddler. The toddler now plays with stuffed toys, occasionally calls her mother 'Ma', eat, sleep and excrete. The toddler is now a child. The child now goes to school, befriends others kids he or she meets. Tells his or her parents how the day was in school, eat, sleep,excrete. The child is now a teen. The teen is now in high school. The teen is bullied by its peers. She or he loses his or her self confidence. It takes the teen forever to make friends. He or she becomes self conscious of herself or himself. Struggles with ice. Comes home and tells nothing to her or his parents. Makes himself or herself isolated, distracted from the real world. The life he or she now loves is the social network, makes him or her wanted, has friends and feels okay feeling the happiness coming out of a computer. The teen graduates high school and is off to university to pursue a degree. He or she is now an adult. The adult faces family crisis, financial aid, low self esteem, lack of communicating etc. The adult is confused,sad,disturbed,finding no source of satisfaction. Each phase we went by, our priorities start to increase. Our differences, similarities are met. A single moment can be life changing, where a single moment can be life threatening too.
The idea of living fully with happiness is not in a human nature to have. The infants happiness was the basic need of survival; eat,sleep,excrete and repeat. But the teens happiness was belonging. Belonging around people,her friends. Every day is not the same. We try to set out boundaries further. To fulfill them we go through obstacles. At times, they are so brutal that we become relentless. Thus, we come to a conclusion that we get more and more unhappy as we get older.
Hey everyone! I'll be writing a collection of my essays. I've been to inspired to write that I can't put all my ideas into one story. :p
I hope you all enjoy reading these few passages. Feedback is a must, will be grateful to suggestions and criticisms.
I've also written a book called 'Faith'.
Anyone interested, feel free to read.
Thank you :)
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Short StoryAn amateur writer. Hoping to fill you all with laughter and smiles. Enjoy.