Day by day, year by year, semester by semester we go through the same motions of emotion.. i was just chatting to a good friend of mine, just not even 5 minutes back and we were just talking abt how we're turning 21 in a few days time.. and we're like, 'should it feel any different?'
You walk into Hallmark and you see all kinds of birthday cards... for different types of people..funny..sexy.. sentimental.. but u also see cards categorized into special ages... 1, 13, 16, 18 and the big old 21... it's that year where u are officially termed as an adult.. by officially i do not only restrict myself to legal limits... (woohoo)... i include.. being an adult in terms of now being able to take care of ur parents... be of marriageable age... start a job...etc etc.. but how different can we feel when we are just the same person as before? i mean.. turning 21... we've been heading towards this event for 365 days now.. so technically its not even one year older... we're just 1 day older, 1 hour older, 1 minute, 1 second.... time, memory and experience don't stop from one birthday to the next...
So really, we turn 21, in the eyes of our friends, parents, well wishers, lovers and ourselves.. but are we anymore secure and wiser than before? my perspective... im still a teenager..... i still suffer from paralyzing self-doubt... maybe i'm the stereotypical teenager/adolescent.. maybe i'm not... but i really think we need to address something that most people hate saying... and what my friend and i just discussed pretty honestly a few mins back.. we need another person to love... who will love us back... how much more wiser can u be, does it even matter whatever age u are turning if u have someone in ur life.. who loves u all-consumingly (in the words of Carrie)... if u have it... then ur more secure, wiser and mature.... and still we attribute it to being one year older... why is it never love? why do we all feel the need to be so cynical when it comes to that? why is there is so much judgement around us when someone talks abt their love for another person?
my feelings abt this are very incoherent... as is obviously reflected above... but..we are just so parched for this sort of love... for the sort of innocence that love brings (and sometimes takes away).. i need it pretty badly... hopeless romantic or not... we don't have to have ulterior motives... we do not have to be corrupt... why can't we just believe in the good ol'fashioned love story.. set in clubs of course.. or some hip modern house.. not, of course.. in the middle ages..
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