Growing up.............

Everytime i look back,i realise that some things havent changed,among a sea of changes that am observing around me since long.Some things and some people to be precise.Neither for my good nor for their bad.Some dreams that i had woven years back,could have been mistaken dreams but actually some silly nothings lie strewn in mud,somewhere near the shore,uncared,unwanted and in no hurry to be fulfilled.Some visualisations have blurred,rather some of them have turned opaque,a white opaque, to be moulded to any colour you cover them up in.Memories have been intact too,though they have changed forms drastically,bitter sweet and sweet bitter.Trust,confidence and hope have become least limportant prequisites of happiness and are no more used to fathom the degree of elation i sink in at times.Superficial,maturity or reconciliation? What do you call it? Neither,rather you call it growing up.When you know and understand that "truths are truths" and no matter how superstitious and fearful you become,in light of the sloew pace of progress of your goals,you cant stop failures from rushing in even at last moments.All you can do is just to prepare yourself,every moment,every mile of the journey, as the race is all about holding up rather than winning big.Tortoise or rabbit,here what matters is how you travel rather than your startup and finishing lines.Guess when you think about all that shit logic i wrote up and relate to it somehow and just end up thinking "who cares man!?" you call it "in process of growing up!!"
and you should be lucky enough to see failures so close to understand whats growing up loud!!:)