The first time when I gorged on noodles" the uneasiness to eat with a fork and the embarrassment faced when those long strings hung out of the mouth and it took a while to take them in is etched so clearly in the mind till now.Then the first time on a sea beach where the soul was soaked in the vastness and infinity of the universe looking at the unending expanse of the water.And then the first time when for fun&s sake a cigarette was tried and the way the eyes started watering with that incessant coughing. But then this didn’t lessen the e!exhilaration and the thrill of foraying into the forbidden realms.(ow could those puffs and the efforts to make rings be dangerous to health) The teen brain didn’t have the answer at that time. How can that feeling of having butterflies in the stomach be forgotten upon the first stage appearance for a play at school entire auditorium seemed to be engulfed in blackness. The fear to forget the lines and fumbling was there throughout the play.However as life progressed the FIRSTS too changed. The first where the dear ones in fact parents had to be hospitalized simply knocked out the senses. The emotional trauma faced was aggravated by the fact that till now we were looking up to our parents for all the answers to our problems in life and now all of a sudden we were in such a grim situation where we had to take crucial decisions on our own. Our secure, cool, protected world was shattered and we realized the bitterness of life. This at first was too agonizing and with it dawned the realization that life has its downs too. Maybe this was life’s way of teaching us to grow.
The FIRSTS of everyone vary yet delving deep in them makes us realize that if life is not a bed of roses it is not a crown of thorns either. It is just a blend of sweet joys, responsibilities, grief and happiness all amalgamated into one making it a worthwhile journey.
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shrehya taneja
2/16/2017 03:47:34 am
very well written article
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