The Late Bloomer
Sometimes I wonder for a laugh if I must have hit the developmental stages too late in my nascent years, with no disrespect to those who actually do go through such an experience ... .I have always realised things too late, mostly when they were either way past their expiry date or when the moment had already passed, leaving me slightly shocked and in wonder as to how I had missed something so obvious. Lately I have come to realise, something which I had not had the courage to face earlier, breaking away from things or people that tether you down is way underplayed as a rite of passage. Growing up in a multicultural society everything comes into question as you try to take in the good and leave out the stuff that does not entirely make sense or is logically not coherent. Leaving one's parents and siblings behind was one such thing. It always seemed like an alien concept, something which did not make a lot of sense as the ties were just too strong to break, and it seemed meaningless. Maybe its the experiences I've had in life, or just the way my intellect is shaping up, but now it seems like the natural progression of things. Something inevitable. As, if you didn't leave them behind, what else would you do? It is a bit liberating, this thought without any solid reasoning behind it. It just is, and that's all there is to it.
