Will I ever grow up?

Was watching an Ad of a baby soap and an odd thought came into my mind. “Why babies grow”. Infact, when I had my baby, I had once told my mom that I wish my baby never grew up and always stayed a baby (Oops, she didnt enjoy the idea). But, will a child have the same opinion about growing up? Naaa, atleast I never did.

Adulthood is something that every kid dream of…I doubt if there would be any child who wouldn’t wish if they could be one among the ‘grown-up’ category. As a child I always used to feel, how easy it was to be an adult and thought it was great torture to be a child. I remember having constant arguments with my mother on almost everything I was not happy about.

Still remember, the day my mom gave me a ray of hope of freedom. It was one of those dreaded middle school days. An argument every morning with mom was a common scene on school days. Every day, before going to school, I was made to stand on the second row of the corridor steps; with mom standing behind me on the first row. Purpose was to plait my hair into two sides. As expected, I hated it. My school never allowed fashion; still I wished; if and only if mom would plait my hair in loose ties or different fashion etc.

But, my mom was always the same. Everyday morning, she would pull my hair together so tightly that till evening, not a single hair would come out of the plaits. And the way she pulled on my hair, was as if she had some sort of enemity against me. If I show my anger, she would pull it much harder. Haaa…

On one such day, I blurted out. “How I wish I could do whatever I want”. And there my mother goes with a statement that I treasured in my heart for years… “You can do whatever you want after you turn 18”… Thus, turning 18 was something that I started praying for. Little did I know the truth then…

Years passed by and I grew too. Today, I am an adult and a mother of child. I can see myself in him, whenever he say, “Mom, you never let me do what I want. Its always what you like.” I always think, how the cycle of life revolves and we end up seeing ourselves from a different perspective. Years back, I complained to my mom and today I am listening to my child’s complaint as a mother. If I try analyzing ‘who is better – me or my mom’…hehe!!!

OKKKK, now this was not what I was thinking or wanted to discuss. I was actually thinking about Adulthood and was it as beautiful as a child think it is. Many things that happen in life, makes me think….Why the hell I grew up…and that lead me to my past when I used to wish to be a BIGGGG GIRL…And now that I am a BIGGGG Girl…(cough cough, Woman)…I am wishing I could go back to my childhood…

All you kids who think its all green at this end; please remember, “Its not easy to be an adult. Infact its not even cool to be one of us. Enjoy your moments now. Make as many memorable sweet moments of childhood because you gonna have only those memories to keep you going years later when you might be arguing with your own child”…

Ironically, I am an adult today, grown up, a mother and a wife…But, am I sad or happy that I am no longer a child. Sarcastically, I still fight with my mom…and it irritates me so much whenever she scolds me or say…“Don’t think you have grown-up enough that you can do whatever you want”. What am I? A Child or a grown up or somewhere in the middle...Godddddd!!!!!

Will I ever grow up?