you dont miss the circus, you miss the clowns

 

You can see it either way for it may be one of the worst or best things about life that as the days pass by, nothing changes in front of your eyes but once you take some time to look back, everything has changed as if it was never the same.

You look back at the child you left behind, you want to be like that again, happy, just happy, nothing else, you look back and find yourself in your childhood home, on your cozy bed, under your warm blanket, giggling quietly, pretending to be asleep on a winter morning to skip school, you’re happy, this is life, or at least it used to be.

Now, in a blink, you’re not 16 anymore, you haven’t been 16 a long time, you’re not sitting in your maths class with an incomplete note book, you’re not waiting for the P.E period to play with your friends, the one who once sat in the back of class could never come out in the front, the one who once had great potential has turned into a great disappointment, dreams that were meant to be lived are now broken, eyes don’t harbor hope anymore, its been ages since you’ve actually talked to yourself, how can you move on from the past, the people you’ve loved are still there, right?

But that’s the good part, isn’t it?

Now you’re maybe 19, 22, 28 or so on but there will always be a part of you that’s 16, you were never meant to sit in your maths class your whole life or wait for the P.E period, you don’t miss your school or more over your childhood, you don’t miss the circus, you miss the clowns, and its high time you start finding new ones.

To be honest I never thought that people actually read my blogs until few days back one of my classmates told me about it, and since then I’m trying my level best to make sure this one is worth reading for you people.

I love it when I’m writing, because as a writer, I, right here, in this very moment, can create a perfect ending for my character, a perfect pair for him, everything that he ever wanted, he’s going to get in a few pages, and that is how god must feel looking at you, patiently looking down and waiting for the right moment so you meet the right person on right time, but for that you must hang in there and have hope, because trust me, no writer likes a bad endling.

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