My Resignation

Years are passing like a flickering light, time has changed, things have changed… I wanted to remain the same but the POWER of TIME didn’t let me to do so. I am disappointed with the situation and go back the the time when there were no troubles. So, I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of a child.

I Want To Go Back To The Time When “Drinking” meant “Chocolate Milk”, When “Dad” Was The 0nly “Hero”, When “Love” Was Mom’s “Hug”, When “Dad’s Shoulder” Was “The Highest Place On Earth” Not My DESIGNATION, When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING, Not PROMOTIONS. When 0nly Thing “Broke” Were “Toys”… When “Goodbyes” 0nly meant “Till tomorrow”… When WORST ENEMIES Were my SIBLINGS, Not the BOSS. When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES, Not The TEARS Falling Down the Cheeks.

I want to walk in the evening of the full moon and think moon is walking with me, I want to control its speed with my walking speed. I want to count the stars till the numbers I knew. I want to go to that muddy field and think that’s the best play ground in the world. I want to enjoy the rain. I think I am at the top of the world climbing a small tree. I want to lie under a big tree on a summer’s day. I want to walk for hrs just to see the rabbits and take photos with it…

I want to return to a time when life was simple; When all I knew were colors, multiplication tables, and rhymes, but that didn’t bother me, because I didn’t care the result. I want to collect everything I like… I want to catch the butterfly… I want to cry for the things I wanted.

All of these memories leave me with happy, warm feelings about my childhood. I also remember playing with my brothers and reading in my room and other minor incidents, but these more mundane memories are carrying emotional weight.

All I want is to be happy because I was blissfully unaware of all the things that should make me worried or upset. I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good.

I want to believe that anything is possible. I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again. I want to live simple again. I don’t want my day to consist of computer crashes, code errors, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, gossips, illness and so on.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination and mankind.

So… here’s my phone, my laptop, my credit card, my books and my bank statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood.