Grow Up!

As a kid I’ve always been told this word ‘grow up’. My father thinks, whatever I did, it was not mature enough for that age…so “Johnny grow up”. But I’m suspicious, if anybody ever grows up! I’ve heard that it’s possible to grow up; I’ve just never met anyone who’s actually done it.
As a youngster we get protected by our parents so that we don’t fall for the wrong person. We get upset by our parent’s attitude towards our lover. We don’t understand why our parents are so protective. We decide we’ll be better parents; we’ll always stand for our kid’s love. But as we become parents, we do the same what our parents did to protect us from the wrong person. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way. Is it sounds like a grown up thing? I bet it’s not.
In all age we have our own secret. We whisper secrets with our best friend, in the dark. We share our secrets before we go to sleep, or at the pub or just on phone. Because these places are dark, we can open up ourselves in the dark, we feel share in the dark. We are human being, so we look for comfort where we can find it. Does a grown up person seek for the dark to share his secret? Donno!
At the age of 30, one of my best friends is getting divorce soon after having five years of conjugal life. It’s been two months they are living separately in different places. She doesn’t wanna get divorced but her husband. He is so determined to divorce her. But she still believes everything gonna be alright, things will be fine before it reaches the court, some miracle will happen and he’ll come back to get her back. Do you think it’s a grown up attitude? Thing is we hope against all logic, against all experience, like children, we never give up hope.
After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here’s what I've decided. There's no such thing as a grown-up. We move out, we move away from our families. But the basic insecurities, the fears and all the old wounds just grow up with us. We get bigger, taller, and older. But, for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.

5:24 PM, Thursday, July 9, 2009