BLURRY BUT COLORFUL YOUTH

The motivational story that has my memoir enclosed.It is my aspiration to witness a generation unbothered by how they are born and where they are propagated and refined, but whose limelight is their destiny and a future they have not taken hold of.
I looked at the people around me one of the days as I travelled in a train, my mind raced towards my observation. I was surrounded by poor people, some even begging, and some of them were very old. My mind in disorientation needed some help to understand a few things here, so I navigated back to the time these people were young. I asked myself some questions as I gazed through the window, when they were young, what were their aspirations? When they were asked about what they want to become, did they ever hope to become what they are today. My heart sank when I couldn't think of any one of them wishing to be poor, begging, and surviving with very little in their lives. So how did they come to this inferior abode?
They are young, they have no experience, who will teach them to draw the line between the counterfeits and the originals of life, who will show them that not all glitters are gold, will they accept that gold comes from the refinery, will they understand that the paper boat cannot sail through the real waters before they sink, that buoyancy is a need for everybody to float?