Happy Youth Day

It is almost 1 a.m., 7th July.
To all the youths I know, happy Youth Day.

To some of the youths I know, have a happy IRONY-laced Youth Day for I know you'll be busy preparing for your final performance for assessment.

Being a teenager has never been easy. These days, it is intense business.

Thus, I maintain my unoriginal and cringe-worthy but thoroughly inspiring-to-myself motto "It Always Gets Better". :D

STOP RUBBING IT IN NOW!

Yes I heard you and so I will stop. Instead, I shall share a story:

Once, there was a tween called Wallie.

Wallie had a very concerned and watchful mother who made sure that Wallie ate healthy and not fall into bad company. Wallie's father worked very hard and was quiet most of the time.

Wallie was generally an obedient tween who experienced flashes of rebellion. As much as Wallie loves Mother, Wallie wishes Mother can be more relaxed, less watchful.

One day, Mother had to go away and Wallie was having a great time doing whatever Mother disallowed. Father worked even harder and contnued to be quiet most of the time.

Then Wallie grew to become a teen. Now, teen-hood is a precarious stage but nobody knew then. Many things happen inside a teen and these things often make the teen confused and angry.

Wallie became a nightmare for Father and a pain to other adults.

Wallie did not talk to Father. Wallie screamed or hollered.

Wallie thought nothing of the adults. What do they know, old-fashioned fools!

Somewhere along the way, Wallie concluded that it was fun doing nothing. Nothing better to do. Better to not do anything. It was cool to not do anything, to not be responsible, to conclude that adults were just having strange moods when they nag or become serious when irked by Wallie's inability to organise, plan, be focused, critical and responsible.

The truth is, Wallie did not feel like this all the time. Wallie really enjoyed having intellectual debates or meaningful conversations with adults who listened, who gave their time and smiled a lot. Although many a times there was really nothing very deep or mature about the give-Wallie-your-attention sessions, those adults understood how important they were to Wallie.

Wired to live life to the fullest, Wallie chose lessons to attend and spent the rest of school time idling at fast food places, the mall or cooking up a feast at a secret venue and breaking school rules all the time despite adults who understood.

Wallie did not worry about the future. What? Future? Bo..o..o..ring! Adult's stuff...

Okay, that is not entirely true. Wallie did think about the future once in a while. The problem is, the future seemed so far away!

Wallie strove to be happy and why wouldn't Wallie be happy?

As a teen, Wallie did not known regrets, did not feel the sense of urgency to DO something before the end draws near, did not have to be responsible for many things and many other people and was not fettered by pragmatism.

Of course Wallie was happy.


THE END


Moral of the story? You'll have your own but for me, it screams "Youths, enjoy while it lasts. Adults, remember when you were youths..."


At last,
Nasyitah
2.33 am