by Jay Shree

Created on: November 13, 2009   Last Updated: January 07, 2012

Little Wishes

When I was five,
I wished that I could be a rose,
A rose that didn't fail to attract the eyes of people,
but I changed my mind when the thorns pricked my little finger.

When I was six,
I wish that I could continue running alone around the mango tree at kindergarten,
but I had to go across that green gate and never looked back.

When I was seven,
I wished that I could hug the Earth, my mother laughed at my childish thoughts,

but I still hugged the globe.

When I was eight,
I wished for my best friends to stay with me for eternity,
but at thirteen I learned that somethings just doesn't stay in life.

When I was nine,
I wished to be among the diamond brains in future
and for that my desk was filled with workbooks.

When I was ten,
I wished that telenovellas never had an ending,
but I found out that everyman's life has an end
but not everyone's imagination.

When I was eleven,
I wished that I could kick the Coca-cola can all day long with friends,
but the Fifa series ended and studies came back on track.

When I was twelve,
I wished that no one had to sit for exams,
but I enjoyed the impact of it.

When I was thirteen,
I wished that I was twelve again,
just to say a word of goodbye.

When I was fourteen,
I wished to be united again like old school times,
but priorities differ somehow rather.

When I was fifteen,
I wished Mathematics would just banish from Mother Earth,
but I practices made things perfect for me.

When I was sixteen,
I wished life could always be sweet and exciting,
but I learned that with great power comes great responsibility.

When I was seventeen,
I wished not to feel the weight of strained knowledge,
but I was aware that I was not alone.

When I was eighteen,
I wished that I could take the unknown road,
but my amma told me,

At these stages of life, a wise person doesn't make any important decisions alone.
At every return-less junction, a life begins and the cycle of life repeats,
only at every junction I ought to know where it leads.
The wishes I made thought me lessons,
but the last wish that I made,
taught me what was life all about.

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