Most of us have travelled miles from home to enjoy the freedom we seek so desperately but the painful thing about the human mind is that it holds shackles of its own.

A quick glance at the released slaves who came back home in search of freedom the truth as we know it, is that they came back to worse shanties. This makes me know that freedom is an illusion that the human mind will forever seek but not feel.

The funny thing about everything is how we lay on our couch on a Saturday evening wishing we could go back to the past we left in a hurry.

The past we didn’t take slow and deliberate steps to actually pass through which has left us with regrets. We all forming to be grownups so we never engage in the sand plays, claiming it will dirty our bodies or bring down our highly held status.

Each time the sweet aroma of the rain hitting the sand reach our redefined nostrils, it makes our fingers twitch to touch the soil that we earlier condemned.

Hope you remember how we complained about the restrictions we had because we were little kids and whined about how fast we wanted to grow. We talked about getting our cars and making our rules but the thing is nature and time is always smarter making for us rules we cannot deviate from.

Each night we fight to stay awake because there are no rules but the moon dims it light and the clouds overshadow our mind making our eyes fuzzy as we submit to the darkness that dominates our mind.

A quick glance at the past and the genuine love most of us received made us remember how we wanted to meet a larger world, but that larger world only robbed and denied us a feeling of love making us submit to the pressure of the media and the continuous torture of riches as some criteria for acceptance.

But one thing the past has given to us fairly is time to grow from being mere weeds to be trees in a forest. Painfully, some were cut off and some remained as tall as always.

It is okay to welcome those nostalgia feelings but don’t dwell on them for too long that you forget to enjoy the moment. This moment will pass away too but will you have memories to hold onto.

Boluwatife Ayinde
Boluwatife is an Editorial Assistant at Kamdora. Ever since she discovered her passion for writing at a young age, she has developed her skill by writing for renowned websites. She recently developed a passion for fashion and has since been using her talent wisely! Tife blogs about her personal style and offers guides to making life better for the average Nigerian girl!

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