Teenage Is Like A Bud

When I became a teenager, it seemed like a fantasy with so much excitement and beauty in it. But in these five years of my teenage I have realised that when people said that teenage is the most difficult phase of your life, they were right. Somehow all that I went through from the smallest things to the biggest made me realise that teenage is not the fantasy that we all think it is. You see, sometimes the silver lining of even this cloud dims a little bit.

You make decisions that will effect the rest of your life. And you do not want to end up regretting it. But teenage is a very young age to determine the rest of your life. As adults you know what you have to do even if you do not want to do it. You know the difference between wrong and right. How can you expect a 16 year old day dreamer to choose what kind of profession does he or she wants to pay their bills and taxes in future? You go through everything that adults do. But difference is while they are 36, you are just 16.

Picture taken by Sumaica Asad Piracha

Teenage from a perspective is the most cruel age of your life. When you are an adult, somehow you are strong enough to stand up for yourself. But not as a teenager. You are bullied, made fun of, and expected to do well in all walks of life. No screw ups. Sail your ship in the right direction. 

Nobody cares about the fact that you are still like a bud. It takes time for a bud to blossom. It needs work and attention. And when it blossoms. Its hidden and true beauty is there, right in front of you. There is a big difference between a bud and a flower. A bud is very delicate, pretty but not with its full glory. Moreover, a bud is dependent. Whereas a flower is strong, beautiful and independent. You need to water and take care of the bud in order to get the beauty of flower. You need to protect the bud from all kinds of storms. Just like that, teenagers need someone to water them with the knowledge and guidance of solving not only everyday matters but also life making issues. 

I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship”. -Helen Keller

Storms, rains, come our way. People, young and old try their best to pluck and destroy us, so we may never be as beautiful as a flower. But we need to understand that we are NOT helpless like a bud. We have the power to make them stop. We are the power. We may be young and not fully blossomed. But we are not weak. We are strong. We are what the world needs right now. We are the change in the world. We are the revolution. We the buds need to be strong so that we can fully blossom and be a beautiful and independent flower and make this world a garden worth praising.

P.S. For all those teenagers who think that they do not matter. They matter. They just need to see it.

…SAP…
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