A Little Change.

When I was about three or four years old, my parents bought me a bicycle. It was so pink and so very cute. I didn't even learn to ride it. I remember dragging it along with me, wherever I went, but I never rode it. In fact, I didn't even learn to ride bicycles until after like four years later, when that bicycle became too small for me. Or did I become too large for it?

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Anyway, I had that bicycle and I adored it with all of my heart, I remember. I adored it so much that I didn't want anyone else to touch it. It probably was the first thing I was possessive about. I wouldn't let any of the other kids in my neighborhood to touch it either. It was mine and I liked it that way. Call me selfish all you want but I liked it being mine and mine only.
Fast forward ten years, when I was about thirteen or even fifteen, my parents decided to give it away (yes, I had it for ten years and never let anyone ride it). It was extremely hard for me to let go of it. It was so hard that I remember shedding a couple of tears for it. I was sad, for about a couple of hours after it was given away, and then I stopped feeling sad. It was gone and that was that. Nothing I could do about it, nothing I wanted to do about it. It was given to another kid and something told me it would probably be in better hands with that kid than it would ever be with me and so all the attachment I had with it vanished.

Come to think of it, it was all silly, to a large extent. But the point I'm trying to make here is that sometimes, we, as humans, hold on to things for no reason. We think that these things matter to us so much. We even believe that. Same applies to people, we get attached to people for almost no reason. Thinking without the attachment from an open place in our hearts becomes so hard an option for us to choose. But when we do choose that, when we do decide to think devoid of the sentiments, well, if anything it's a change of perspective. Sometimes, all we need is a change of perspective indeed. A little change goes a long way. Think about it.

Lots of love, peace.