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You can't pass off as 18 anymore, can you?

Woh!
I had one hefty weekend with my friend, who I was able to enjoy with after almost three years! Yeah, we met in between the years but it was either for only a few hours or something was upsetting about our life.
Well, but this time around we had immense fun. We went out partying, and the next day to the campus where we spent all our time together few years ago, and realized how far we have come. We are two changed individuals, knowing how to carry ourselves in a better way than what we did in college. We can't pass of as 18 anymore, where we had a billion insecurities about ourselves and no clue where our life will go. We never thought much about ourselves and now we have a self-esteem which can't go wrong.
Then. (2011)
Now. (2017)
Do we really look any different? Yet we are!

The tattoo talks, the hair color talks and the talks about getting another piercing were not what we talked about "all the time".I was just checking out an article regarding the fashion styles of Karishma Kapoor back in 1990 and I realized what I didn't like a few years back, seem good enough now. Similarly, when we were in Kamla Nagar, I didn't like even a single piece of cloth hanging out in the flee market and that was all we used to dig when we were in college.
It isn't true that people don't change. We do. Our opinions, our mind sets and our choices keep on changing What we show a disgust to, might turn into something we like in a few years and vice-a-versa. Talk about people we had a crush on, for that matter. We have no idea why we ever did on the first place! That's change.

The catching up made me realize how time is a big thing. You tend to forget things. You tend to have new things to keep you busy and everything that we stressed about back then, is long gone. All we remember is the fun we had. The campus has some happy vibes, even though we used to be disappointed regarding something or the other.
                                
What I learned, that no matter what is giving you an anxiety attack right now, you need to sit back, relax, and give it time. It's all going to change. You are going to change!

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