the circle of understanding

Remember when you were a baby and your mommy and daddy did every little thing for you .. Even make your decisions.. Well ofcourse most of you dont remember when you were a baby .. But thats exactly what happened. When you grow older your cognitive senses start playing. By this time you are 6months old .. By the time you are two you wouldve understood a lot of things about your lifestyle and your parents .. If you have a routine or not.. Which parent is the one you can fool around with .. And which one not to mess with.. And things like that. By this time you may or may not have fully developed your verbal skills. So now you are older .. Still pristine hearted .. Finding things like poop, gfs and bfs a very peculiar topic .. Something you'd like ignoring to discuss cos of the sheer disgust you have in these subjects. Then you enter this age of questionning and phase of over curiosity .. Where sex related information is seeked from whichever source possible .. So engaging this new idea is .. So many things to learn .. So many things to notice .. Not to mention so many things to cope with (yeah with all the voice breakin and chums !) This stage is a long longgg stage .. There are several other things that play big part in this stage .. Imagination and the other is reality ! Not only that .. You also have to keep up with a supposed friends circle ..which by now you shouldve well established. And then on top of all this you gotta shove down studies too !! No school believes enough in a much needes subject as moral science and sex education and psychology. Its but obvious that India as a country cannot take much credit to being a noble state. So where else do you train young minds to think morally right ..? Anyway so next comes the chamber choosing phase.. Choose may it be Arts , Commerce au Science.. Well its just so understood that someone whos really smart gets into Science "automatically" and if he doesnt meet the cut off .. He then "chooses" commerce .. And "apparently" if you are no good you get into Arts. This is the Indian understanding at large .. Which is whole lotta rumbling crap ! Anyway .. To my knowledge and experience whoever chooses to be in whichever stream .. By one's own choice has prospered 100fold as compared to the blind sheep. I know so many schoolmates who've found success in Arts of all kinds - be it dance, disgning clothes etc. As compared to just one girl i know who won some award for a petroleum related study in US. So yeah, thats one big decision down. Next, that wandering heart ..skips a beat everytime you see that him or her .. Theres something you gotta do ! Ummm .. Lets try asking politely .. You work up the nerve to walk towards him/her to tell with full conviction how much he/she means to you. You walk up all cold and sweaty .. For some reason .. For the first time in your life you can actually hear your heart beating ! He/she politely lets you down .. Right at that spot you feel this wave of shame and stupidity bath you entirely. You kinna run outta there .. And get back to collecting the broken pieces of that heart. Its takes some time .. But you learn to move on .. To better .. More suited hims and hers perhaps. So you ask her/him .. Knowing that this hasnt actually worked in your favour before.. But then you reach an understanding to risk it all for the slightest opportunity of a mutual agreement .. And snap ! That glorious day is here .. You found your wings.. You start to soar .. Its finally happening like all those movies you've been watchin.. Its life .. And its love ! Love is comparatively a small word .. But the whirpool of feelings it contains in it are simply spectacular .. You start worshipping this love . Thats who we naturally are as human beings - worshippers. Even the aethist worship..well ofcourse themselves ! So worship is a truly engaging activity .. Even when its intangible .. The thought still persists in your head ..making it almost as good as tangible. Yeah, many people get veryy carried away in their self created bubble of love worship and happiness that reality skips their eye.