THE LIFE OF A TEEN

 

A girl happily skipped down the lanes

Her hair tied in two pigtails

The next day was her birthday and she was going to book the cake

She was going to be 13, she just couldn’t wait

 

It’s all that excitement, diffusing in the air

Those new legal social media accounts and that adult ticket at the fair

 

At the start,

Life is a tiny sprout whose every leaf matters

Grows into a seeding who copes with water loss

Then, a sapling, not fully mature yet expected to flower and fruit

After a perpetuity of frustration, a mature tree

 

What’s so special about 13??

 

A sudden question from friends

“What will be your stream??”

A MCQ from relatives

“What is your dream??”

Dor truly they give only a few choices

Engineer and doctor

And perhaps a lawyer or teacher

 

What’s so special about 13??

 

“Dear… Literature cannot be your favourite subject now. It should be Math or Science.”

The same people who once said

“Of course you love literature. You always read between the lines.”

 

A kid wants to become a fashion designer, completely normal they say

A teen wants to become one and eyes go red, acquiring the power to slay.

 

What’s so special about 13??

A child is taken care of by parents and is completely free

While a teen is handed the reins of his life’s entirety

What is, after all, so special about teens????

SELF WRITTEN POEM BY RASHI SINGH (STD 9 – DI A)