Journey Down the Memory Lane

I really miss that stage of my life, when I genuinely believed in angel's & tooth fairies & Santa, but most importantly I believed in this world. I long the days when, I only knew my father's lullabies and my mama's comforting arms, where I used to call it a day and forget my every worry and into a place filled with serenity. I vividly remember sitting by the window in the room which had a weird glass door and just dive in my small pond of imagination filled with innocence and cotton candy. I used to wonder about a mystery called 'life', people used to talk so fearful of it, but at the same time they believed that the universe will take care of them. I used to think- "Uhh- hypocrites" I recall my thirteen-year old self wondering about this life-thing, which people were so afraid of. And now, that, I'm standing at the shore of this dangerous and unknown ocean of life, ready to dive in - 'I too am afraid, yet at the same time, I too, believe in this universe, talk about irony!" Everything is different! My beliefs about life, my weird yet unexperienced take on life, but the only unchanging truth is that, I have realised this from a very young stage on my life that 'people are not afraid of life, they are afraid because they can never bare the thought of an unlived life!' - Maitri