Learning to fall.

Somewhere between 'Look ma! I am a super hero' to 'Sometimes, I wish I had super powers' we all grew up.

But not without a tonne load of shit which went down between these two isolated events. And, amidst all this craziness called life, we all have had that one moment, a feeling, maybe an emotion, or perhaps a whole story, 'The story', which lives inside of us till this date. A story that changed everything about life that followed.

Irrespective of its conclusion, there is something about first love that it remains with us like a cherished box of memories all along. Often buried somewhere deep within the trenches of our broken heart resembling a lost treasure of innocence. Or sometimes recalled only as a laughable reverie; another silly part of growing up.

No matter what, but it will always be the first ever significant brush with life and all that's agonizing about living it.

Learning to fall is one such story of 'a first love' and how it changed everything for anyone who cared.