When I was 19!

Those were the days when flavors of emotions floated around and never settled. Those were the days when ‘yes’ was a ‘no’ and ‘no’ was a ‘yes’ yet every time they meant – ‘I don’t know!’ Unreasoned hatred, inexplicable jubilance and senseless soliloquizing - everything summed up to one plain, normal day. Days that I cherished, days I’d like to revive over and over again!

Dear Life,

Teenage was the most luminous of years I’ve ever had especially from the years sixteen to eighteen!

I don’t say 19 is the bad guy of all the numbers out there. I just didn't want to end my teenage, that’s it! What can I ever do? I was 19 at that time and it’s very unfortunate that you don’t have a ‘twenteen’!

But I also think 19 is that special number which celebrated my teen years that’s simply because…I don’t know why. I just think it is so, just my perception about the 19th year. (I know this is senseless but I usually am like this!)

I still remember, the minutes to midnight of the last 26th of December that time were pretty tough to spend!