Change....

Change...a small 6-letter word that can mean so many different things to different people. For some it is the unusual spice that adds variety and excitement to humdrum life; for others,it is something to be resisted and dreaded at every step.But as an old saying goes, 'If you do not chnge,life will shange you,but not on your terms...'

When I first read the story,' Who Moved My Cheese?' I was amazed at the profound wisdom portrayed in such a simple parable. It revolves around four characters, Hem, Haw,Sniff and Scurry. The latter are two mice and he former,two midget humans. They all subsist on cheese they find in a maze, and when the cheese in a particular station runs out, Sniff and Scurry immediately run off to look for more. Hem and Haw, like most of us,just hem and haw about the unfairness and pros and cons of the situation, without taking any concrete steps. Finally,their desperation gives them the courage to let go and start living in the present...and this decision leads to the discovery of new cheese!So everyone's happy.

Well, the cheese is merely a metaphor for anything we yearn to get in life. It might be a successful career.Admission in an Ivy League university.A committed partner. Or small things,like da courage to tell someone how much he/she means to us.The determination to fit into that fave pair of old jeans.

Whatever it is,it is pretty obvious that to achieve that goal, we must remember that things don't change;we do.That jeans is not gonna stretch and neither will the IITs welcome you with open arms unless you change your attitude and habits.And if we make the right changes, I truly believe we can change our destiny...

This article was so not intended to turn out this way!I sound SO preachy...and so staid!!!!!Lemme revert to what I actually wanted to convey!

As teenagers(yeah,we're going through the most turbulent, hormone-dominated phase blah blah BLAH) we're like clay....being moulded and yielding fresh imprints from every new experience and feeling. It seems that every day, every minute, every SECOND even,we're changing so quickly that its hard to keep track!Speaking for myslef,in the past year alone, I've morphed into a TOTALLY different person....That youngster seems so pitiably CLUELESS as i read through my journal now...So airheaded(!) even...It's pretty much easy to see why adults are so cynical...As we grow, we learn...Sometimes more than we bargained for in the first place!!!

This is an excerpt Chicken Soup for the Soul...'When the many tears are dried and the broken hearts are mended, you learn. When you are over the old boyfrnds(or girlfrnds) and the petty fights,you learn.You learn tht life doesnt end just because you think it will, and that sometimes growing up means letting go....'

Bee yoo ti ful words!...I felt truly inspired...See,al of us are changing,and whether for better or worse,what matters is that at the end of the day,we're still answerable to our conscience.What kind of adults we will turn out to be,simply depends upon the degree to which we're honest with ourselves.If change means becoming comfortable in my own skin(by growing out of the awkward bespectacled, bracey geek to the self assured 'lady') I would embrace it;if it meant smoking, boozing and doing drugs to be an 'accepted' teenager, I would certainly NOT!Of course, this varies for everyone...and I don't mean to pass judgement.Change is something that can't be defined in mere words...compare yourself and those around you with what we all were just 2 years ago,and you will understand the enormity of 'CHANGE'...How it can make or break us...Most of the time,we feel we haven't changed because inside,the essential core of a person always remains the same...

Megs