The grass is greener on the other side.

As i walked against the flow of the current, i only felt a strange remembrance of what used to be. I stared at their uniform and wondered, if there was a day where we can trade places again. I would die to be a little younger these days, seeing how aweful the world has become as i grow older.

I saw into their eyes as they carried their bag pack, looking all stressed up and worn to bits on a Monday afternoon. I, however looked fresh with a lot of going on in the mind. I guess when you grow a little older, things dont physically tire you anymore, its the mental torture that gets you down real badly after everyday's work.

I believe they have thoughts of what it is like being older, forgetting all the academic pressures of life and getting down to more important things like freedom and money. And after experiencing all that, i just shed my eyes and imagine a time when all that did not really matter and everyday was a joy to them, seeing them attend classes and await exams while socializing with one another without a fear or distrust where the world is gullible and how wonderful.

Moments like that, are simply priceless and today its worth a price, if you can invent a time machine that works. I believe if i had that opportunity to be in his shoes once again, i swear i'll make things different. Perhaps, change the course of nature in terms of where i've been and what i would have done in another scenario. But evidently, today, i still do not regret anything seriously, because what i've done till today has no resemblance of any impression of poor judgment and disrespect.

But still, we still miss what was then and compare what is now. They always change in due time and generation, and now i just feel they are better off not knowing the dangers ahead, and perhaps enjoy their younger lives like they all are meant to before letting themselves get tangled up in what we call today, a "dynamic environment".

"To hold something once so deary to oneself" - frostdude