The new season

You hated yogurt earlier, now you love it.

You plucked grey hair immediately, now you let them be for as long as you can.

You hated Rushdie, now you admire the way he weaves the sentences and phrases together.

‘Why don’t they see my point ? Why don’t they understand it ?’ Gives way to ‘They don’t see your point, because they don’t want to.’ ‘They don’t understand because they don’t need to’.

You thought your big picture was the world’s big picture too. Now you know your big picture is a mere detail for almost everyone else..you need to protect your big picture yourself.

You thought Michael Jackson would never die. He did.

You don’t hate Tiger woods. You are ok with the Clintons and Sarkozys too.

You saw media targeting a successful man and you hummed ‘Everybody wants to rule the world,’ and the thought that crossed the mind was – ‘It is all a game. Nobody wants to take a backseat.’ And earlier ..the frame for thoughts was animated -‘How could he do it! Why are they after him ?!’

You loved your messy room. Now you try to keep it clean.

You used to cry buckets over things that didn’t go according to the plan, now you go into damage control mode.

You used to be scared of driving besides large buses and trucks, now they’re just big things on wheels occupying larger space.

It’s all good. The differences..and you.