1 Childhood dreams

Childhood dreams,

When I was a child I used to think this life is just a fantasy book that one could be able to write and perform themselves by their own choices, everythings so beautiful, so enjoyable, perfect in every aspect, never worried never cared, playful and never scared of falling in any case, broken tears were part of the games in every fight we used to began, yet gradually it turned out to be the most beautiful reconciliation the next day ever again, no hate, no greed, no expectations could ever had distrustful our mind and heart for our friend but only had pure determination of strong and beautiful relationship to carry on without any self benefits.

if only we could have carried our life the same way while we are mature, just as we used to carried it in our childhood, Imagine how peaceful and beautiful it could had been again, but as we grow up our greed, jealousy, desires and expectations started to control our lives, we lose everything, our happiness, our contentment, our friends, we forget everything, the friends where once they had to sacrifice their everything for each other, turns out to be strangers,

Life becomes complicated and things get shattered, dreams become memories and you wish, wish I could go back to my childhood where everything was so pure, beautiful and peaceful, no matter how fragile our bones could had been at that time our hearts would had been remain stronger, and no matter how strong our bones could have been now, our hearts remain fragile, filthy and disloyal.