Radhika Khatri

Abstract Drama Others

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Radhika Khatri

Abstract Drama Others

We're Adults, It Happens

We're Adults, It Happens

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The beginning

I want to be the best version of myself

No mater if anyone hurts me..!

The age where you make those

Decisions which may affect the

Rest of your life,


It's such a compelling period

It gives the worst aghast and

Some of the breathtaking moments.

It's such a messed age where you

Feel you are an adult.


Slowly, falling in love and then

Chasing them, telling all the little

Things and secrets which you haven't

Shared with anyone yet.

Blushing silently, praying for him

Wishing for the future and so on.


And suddenly this blob of myth

Will wrecked.

Then days will come full Of crying and screaming and sleepless nights...

Everyone has that sorrow which he himself knows and can't say anything to anyone.


Ow Jesus..!! WE'RE ADULTS, IT HAPPENS.

Being totally free to make decisions without anybody's approval.

We know that he or she is fake but perhaps we have to act like

You do matter to me and that

Acting yes we do this. But let it be


Once in life, there will be time

All of your surroundings will try not to talk with you..

Why so.!? Bcoz you are

True but it happens.


Sometimes we feel its more hurtful than anything that bleeds.

Mental pain is almost a heartbreak that one may suffer in adulthood.

But that's fine WE'RE ADULTS, IT HAPPENS.


Afterward, age comes when we always appreciate others

Even after knowing that he is wrong

Because that's the age when you are totally grown up and will adjust in

This unadjusted world. Perhaps, we

Will fall in love with ourselves and don't

Give a damn about anyone or anything.


In times of division and strife,

Build bridges to the hearts of those clouded

By anger, hurt, hatred, and ignorance,

So you can help open and understand their minds and hearts,

And they can understand yours.


But letting the world be them and let us be us that's the only thing

We will catch after a long journey of life.

The end.



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