How often do we fall down as we grow older each passing day?
We have learned to balance ourselves even at the falling edge, trying our very
best not to make a fool out of ourselves by letting such incident taking place.
We have learned not to fall easily as we were taught to do so and that it is a
child’s right to fall, not us who have already gone beyond that particular borderline.
Back in the older days as we were trying to walk on both our feet, we fell, we
stood up and we tried again. For those who have hopped on a bicycle and started
their journey few blocks away from home, we fell from our seats and got back on
our feet with the family members cheering at the side. Sometimes with the tears
rolling down the cheek, people from the surrounding comforted us and kept us
going, up till today. However, what we are able to see now is less visible, for
our expectation for consoling and comfort has been changed as time takes away
the little innocence in us minute by minute, one incident after another. We
stay strong to ensure our survival, we act tough to be what we have always
wanted to be though there are the times when we are feeling weak and we hide
our weaknesses by climbing over one obstacle and the ones which follow. We try
not to fall to the point where we have forgotten how it actually feels like to
be hurt, not in the sense of breaking away from relationships, but the actual
fall which takes away what we have neglected after years of swimming in the red
ocean. Until the very day where we fall down again and again, we will then recall
the memories and pain which we have been through by experiencing the impact
applies onto us, perhaps even to the point where we fail to acknowledge the
pain and start tearing, not trying our might to overcome it, just like the
older days.
