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love or hate but can not forget

jara si baithaki
jara si baithaki
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Hello friends! I am “teenage”..Yes. The age most ‘blamed’ of all stages of life. The  most ‘crucial’ age as people call me to be..Be it a boy or a girl, the as soon as they are about to meet me on their birthdays, their parents get awake or are awaken in an alarming manner by their relatives, neighbours and the society- “Be careful..your child is entering teenage now.” I really feel sad when I am alone blamed for everything done by a teenager.

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The moment a teenager commits a mistake, immediately I am held responsible for it. Most of the time, even the long scolding ‘lectures’ include lines like, “Its not your fault..It is the mistake of your AGE…” and as always the culprit escapes from all his deeds in my name. ‘Handsome-18’ or Sweet-16’ are some terminologies that add stars to my presence. However, I am much more enjoyable than any other stage of life one goes through. This is because it is with me when you have all the things- courage, guts, passion, feelings, and above all-TIME, which you do not often get later on.

How can one forget that I am the one who brings in your life your first crush- the one and only unforgettable lifetime!!! When for the first time you find someone so special that you just go crazy and I bet, you mesmerise this feeling throughout your life. It is me, who makes memories for you to cherish when you grow up.I turn the children curious to know everything on this earth and most of the researches on topics categorised to be ‘adult’ are done in my presence. The teenagers get to know a lot of stuff and once again sadly, instead of being praised for having increased their cognigence, I am held responsible for having ‘spoiled’ them.

I am always called ‘crucial’ and ‘sensitive’ irrespective of the psychological physical and emotional developments that I lead to in a child. Parents are often advised to pay more attention towards their teenaged child as they are the most prone to deviation or distraction till I remain with them. Various researches are made and surveys are conducted to understand me and my nature. The most humourous thing is that there are many who earn their livelihood just because they try to identify my nature and conduct seminars and workshops explaining them to people. This is naturally makes me happy when I get so much importance and attention from them, but I really get frustated when their interference in my work exceeds a limit.

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I never understood what these elders want from me?


Sometimes, they say to their child, “you are too young to understand at this age”. The other times they expect their teenager to be grown up and be understanding enough. Who will not get confused if you use poetic lines like-

t4You are grown enough to fall in love

And give your heart away…

But still too young to understand,

Just why you felt this way?”

The problem is that they themselves do not exactly know what they expect from me. But I since I cannot speak, I always become the easy target to be held responsible for. The same parents who send their child to play with friends in childhood, consider “Hanging out with friends” in teenage to be wrong, ill-mannered and of course, MY MISTAKE.

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No matter what one may say, I am always the age with most new feelings, experiences, fun, passion and emotions. In my presence, hearts meet, laughter is shared, crushes are enjoyed, break ups and patch ups occur, love triangles are formed, tears are spilled- all great feelings out of this world. In short,  life is enjoyed with innocence. You do not remember all that you feel and enjoy in your childhood and you cannot enjoy to the fullest when you are grown-up. So, all you have is “me” and I promise, I will remain one and the same always-thrilling, humorous, lovable and full of life…provided these grown ups understand that I give their child what they call “happiness and enjoyment in real sense”.



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