My Disney world.

We looked far ahead when we were young. We yearned to soar.

In school, we wrote compositions on "My ambition", "What I want to be when I grow up?", it all varied not far from that line. Teachers, doctors, lawyers, psychologists, policemen, were repetitions down the list.

With so much energy, youth and dreams inside of us, yet so little knowledge of how the world is like, we could foresee ourselves to be anything, anyone we wanted to be. It wasn't hard. We could fly around the universe, swam all the way to America if we liked, and no one would have reminded or informed us that it wasn't practical, or it was a near impossible feat. That's the way it is, everyone subconsciously protects the child's mind to think simple thoughts, to block out the harsh daggers of reality.

We had things simple then. We tried to make things complicated and exciting.


Fast forward fifteen years. That's all you need. Things change.

Gone are the energy, the zest, the bounce in our footsteps, the pure innocence, the gleam in our eyes, the "I can be what I want to be" attitude. In place, are the feelings and thoughts we are oh so familiar with.

Things become complicated.

More factors coming into the equation, forming simultaneous equations, then integration and differentiation starts forcing its way through. You do the math. A thousand and one more commitments and responsibilities. From now on, you're responsible for your own future. Every single step we take, is answerable not only to ourselves.

We worked so hard, spent over a decade or two in schools, only to push ourselves into this bottomless pit, and we start asking ourselves, "Is this what I really want?"

If you can say yes without a single regret or doubt running across your mind, please give yourself a pat on the back, a round of applause and I would give you a trophy if I could. Undeniably, many a times, we don't get where we want to be, or set foot on where we had planned to be.

We see the friends around us, those friends whom you know since primary school, and still counting. You ask the IT specialist, "Hey, didn't you want to be a doctor?". Deja vu hits you right smack in the face. No, you didn't see this coming when you were ten.

On the backend program called "Relationships" running in your life, it sometimes become another entity altogether. Ideal scenario would be for the backend program to support your frontend, and work together seamlessly. Time to wake up and get your feet flat on the ground. Feel the cold cement floor.

Enough said. One just has to pray, that your entire system doesn't raise the white flag and crash altogether.

We started off simple. We made it complicated.

We got it complicated. We want it simple now.

Recall the time we learnt about irreversible changes? There. A whole new perspective away from burnt sugar and cooked eggs.