Hi everyone…here again back with another blog.

Its an totally different experience when I write for Candle monk I feel like I'm not left alone. This blog gives me a sense of togetherness.

My main aim of publishing todays work is to share my experience about the transitional phase between teenage and getting into adulthood.

My childhood was very colorful. Getup and go to school come back and have snacks and take a little bit rest, then go out to play with my friends to the playground . I use to play for hours and if I don't get back to house before it gets dark then mom would come to there playground and catch my ears and take me back home.

I didn't have a lot to study so life was very simple. When I reached the age of thirteen I started getting assignments and a lot of work to complete as a result I had to reduce the time to go out and play.

But entering teenage was not an easy task. I saw and heard my friends differentiating on the basis of how they look or which language children spoke. This made me very sad. This how personal groups stared to form. Children stared to gossip about each other ,due to lack of communication there were a lot of fights. This made me very sad because it was like someone was punishing me.

Since I had a lot of pimples on my face I was kept different, my friends stared to make fun of me. there were situations where I cried but giving up was not an option. But I got a friend circle who were very compassionate, helped everyone. They are still in contact with me even though we don't talk everyday.

As a teenager I was curious about everything sometimes never used to listen what my parents said the doing wrong and feeling guilty for it. but these mistakes always made me stronger. 

Today if I am doing well in my adulthood its because of these mistakes where I analyased myself. 

But what hurts the most was my college. when I was doing my 12th grade I had a lot of expectations. but it was not the same when I went there. I was ignored at the first day of my class.

What I could do was work hard and create my own reputation. during teenage days I had to do only one thing ,study well and make parents proud. But now its totally different. i got to know why people actually work hard its because they want to survive, sometimes there problems in their lives makes them to work hard.

There is no escape, only way is to face because this problem is nothing as compared to the problems which going to come in future.