27-08-2008
0122 BST
Today I rediscovered how much troublesome it is to be a teenager! All of a sudden you grow up to the society, people around expect you to be rational, logical, mannered… blah blah blah… the never ending list. You yourself are confused… am I already grown up? Or am I in the process of being grown up? You do still hold your childish desires, yet you feel the responsibility the society has bestowed upon you.
Sometimes you are bloody pissed off with this weird life. You show off your anger and disappointment. Then your actions are judged as if they are done by an adult individual, you start wondering when did I actually join the elite adult group (the irony is you’ve always wanted to be a part of that when you’re a kid)?
You feel neglected because you don’t get the attention you used to get … as a kid in those fights with your younger or elder siblings, the biasness of the judgements of your parents towards you, yeah, you used to enjoy them. You cant demand strawberry ice cream or red Ferrari anymore, yet you feel you never wanted them more. You want to sit in your dad’s lap (when I was kid I remember asking dad to let me sleep in his pouch); you wish to rest your head in your mom’s arms. But you can’t anymore!!!
As a grown up, which you denounced thus far, you want freedom, respect and privacy. Alas! Nobody seems to bother about them; they still think you’re the kid you used to be and too Naïve. Well, that’s so unjust; you don’t give me my childish privileges anymore then give me the rights I should have as an adult. Suddenly you remember the Rabindranath line you read couple of days back in our textbook- “…Tero-chouddo bochor er cheler moto prithibite balai ar nai…” (Nothing is more problematic then the thirteen-fourteen)
You re-realize the meaning of your life…
0215 BST
27-08-2008