Moving on from the tenth grade to the eleventh grade, one of my teachers had asked us all to write a letter to self which she said, she would post when we went into the twelfth grade. While the rest of my class mates got busy grinding the lead of their pencils, I pulled out a dollar bill and wrote – “today you are a dollar richer.” Wrapped it up and gave it to my teacher. She looked at what I had written and gave me a quick hug!
I used to write a journal even back then but I was in a habit of tearing up the old journal when I started the new one. I only have two journals starting from 2002 onwards. A few entries made in my journals is rather interesting – makes me realize that I have actually gotten quite foolish with age. That “me” who wrote that journal was far wiser … That “me” who left a dollar was wiser than the “me” who received it.
All the knowledge that experience brings with age on one hand and wisdom of that child-like innocence on the other – is the trade-off really worth it?
Anyways – aging is mandatory. You must learn to carry the corruptions that time adds on to your character because some of them are mandatory for survival in this world. . . finally that is sinking in my head! Trust carefully! But still write a few lines somewhere about “who you are?” every so often so that in the future when everything else may become a big question-mark, you can remind yourself of “who you are!” … don’t lose that essence of YOU …
2 thoughts:
hi jasleen..its sandeep here... just went thru ur write up..n really liked it...n as u said..every year we get richer by a dollar ...but i guess poorer by some or the other emotion ... !!!
keep writing :)
Hi Sandeep - thank you! =)
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