It was raining the day I met her. She was in white topped with a blazer and a skirt long enough to make me look at her feet — wet.
Luckily I was holding a pen and a paper, and my eyes were free. She opened a drink-in-can. Her fingers gently moved, tilting and twisting.
Coke? No.
Coffee? No.
Beer? Beer! Yes, came bittersweet.
She was a step away but she was somewhere else. I could tell.
I didn’t know what came to me. Maybe it was the smell of the rain, the sight that she was soaked by it, or because she was not paying attention. A war waged inside me.
Have you ever felt something so strong but decided to keep it to yourself? Assuming you can’t keep the person.
Each person has an energy field. We can’t see it but it’s there. Each attempt to converse or connect gives us a chance to enter and experience life the way they do.
It could be a Hi — dip and leave.
It could be through a set of questions to get a glimpse and put them on the side.
It could be asking for points to stay connected (whatever form).
It could be slow and steady — safe enough to test the waters before breaking into it and asking for permission for every superficial layer broken.
Or it could be just how I felt back then, pushing and pulling. Knowing what I want but knowing that I shouldn’t. But if you proceed in this state, there’s a high chance you’ll stay stuck.
But man oh-so-human, only a few could resist the allure of risks and I’m not one of them.
All it takes is a split second to turn a man’s care to I don’t care.
“Shouldn’t you be in class?” She asked
A split second
A question
A breaking
Lifted my head,
“Yes but it’s raining, I ought to stay.”
Thanked God for the rain.
*Fanmade
*Words to fill in the gaps
About the Creator
What Nobody Warns You About Growing Up
Nobody warns you that growing up doesn’t happen all at once. There’s no clear moment when childhood ends and adulthood begins. It sneaks up on you quietly, disguised as routine, responsibility, and small decisions that suddenly feel heavy. When we’re young, we imagine growing up as freedom. We think it means staying up late, earning money, making our own choices, and living life on our terms. Adults look powerful from the outside—confident, certain, and in control. What nobody tells you is that most adults are still figuring things out, just like you were, only with higher stakes. One of the first shocks of growing up is realizing that no one is coming to save you. As a child, there is always someone to fix things—parents, teachers, elders. A bad grade can be explained. A mistake can be forgiven easily. But as you grow older, the safety net thins. Mistakes start costing time, money, relationships, and sometimes self-respect. You learn that accountability isn’t just a word; it’s a weight you carry every day. Nobody warns you about how lonely growing up can feel. Even when surrounded by people, there’s a quiet distance that forms. Friends you once spoke to every day slowly drift away. Not because of anger or betrayal, but because life pulls everyone in different directions. Jobs, families, priorities—all rearrange your circle without asking for permission. You stop expecting people to stay forever and start appreciating those who do. Another thing no one talks about is how often you’ll doubt yourself. As a child, you dream without limits. You want to be everything at once—successful, admired, fearless. Growing up introduces comparison. You see others moving faster, earning more, achieving milestones you haven’t reached yet. Social media makes it worse, turning life into a scoreboard you never agreed to play on. You learn that confidence isn’t permanent; it’s something you rebuild again and again. Growing up also teaches you that hard work doesn’t always pay off immediately. You can do everything right and still feel stuck. Effort doesn’t guarantee results, and patience becomes one of the hardest lessons. Nobody warns you how exhausting it is to keep going when motivation fades and only discipline remains. Yet this is where growth actually happens—in the moments when quitting feels easier than continuing. Then there’s the emotional part no one prepares you for. You start seeing your parents as human beings, not just authority figures. You notice their fears, regrets, and limitations. Sometimes you understand them more; sometimes it hurts to realize they didn’t have all the answers either. Growing up often means forgiving people—not because they apologized, but because holding on to resentment is too heavy. You’re also not warned about how your definition of success changes. It stops being about applause and starts becoming about peace. A quiet mind. A stable income. A few people who genuinely care about you. You learn that happiness isn’t loud or dramatic; it’s often found in ordinary moments—coming home tired but safe, laughing at something small, sleeping without anxiety. One of the hardest truths of growing up is learning to let go. Let go of versions of yourself that no longer fit. Let go of people who can’t grow with you. Let go of timelines you once believed were fixed. This letting go feels like loss, even when it’s necessary. Nobody warns you that growth and grief often walk together. Yet, despite all this, growing up gives you something valuable—clarity. You begin to understand your boundaries. You learn when to say no without explaining yourself. You start choosing what matters instead of chasing everything. Strength stops looking like loud confidence and starts looking like quiet resilience. What nobody warns you about growing up is that it will break you in small ways—and rebuild you stronger in others. You’ll lose some innocence but gain wisdom. You’ll trade certainty for understanding. And even on days when you miss the simplicity of who you once were, you’ll realize you’re proud of who you’re becoming. Growing up isn’t about having everything figured out. It’s about learning how to keep going, even when you don’t. And maybe that’s the lesson no one warns you about—adulthood isn’t a destination. It’s a continuous act of becoming.
By Hanif Ullah 3 days ago in Fiction
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