Far in the south western part of India, there is a beautifully vibrant place called Kerala. An Indian state that is known for its picturesque green landscapes, calm and serene backwaters, cultural ambiguity, pious people, spicy delicious food, ample vegetation, heartwarming ambience, classical and traditional music, multitude of heart-racing celebrations, the natives – Malayalis and their devotionally alluring language, Malayalam.
“Change is inevitable.“
Gosh, I have heard it a thousand times from different people in different situations. But still the question of “Why?” ponders in my head.
Well, if you ask me, change is nature and nature is change. That is all the philosophical bit I can come up about it.
In a perspective of a young individual about to step up into the so-called “Fast moving world”, I feel that change is something that happens around us. All that we do is adjust to its development and grow with it. Just like a creeper, that creeps along the hold it has. No matter where it is directed to. Twenty-one years it took for me to discover the changeable attributes in me. And in that time span I have been so used to them that, changing them seems to be more like inevitable rather than becoming the change.