A child starts from cradle of a mother and ends at the cradle of a grave. Between these two destinations lies a whole lot of stops, turns and bumps. The first few years are carefree full of oblivion of what lies ahead. When the child reaches teenage coordinates, things start to become a little complicated. He/she thinks that is all life could make them go through but then comes the adult bogeyman with a big evil laugh that echoes through every wall the grown up child climbs and there’s defeat at every step.
We think time is our friend but its not loyal to any one. Time doesn’t stop ticking but humans stop breathing and life goes on. We have to keep up with the speed of time and make our place in this fast paced world even if its through failure at every step.
In response to IBMC 1/10 challenge.