a year older.... but yet so young!

perhaps this was the longest wait... the longest wait to turn a year older... and maybe the last wait...
the very thought of finally being an adult always got me counting my days left for my birthday...
i sailed through the entire year in anticipation...waiting for my adult years to begin...
today...7 days after turning into an adult...
i feel as young as ever... a still find those silliest things so cute... i still take the time out of my overburdened days to do the most meaningless of the tasks... i still expect the most special care from everyone else...
today...i sit to think... what is so adult about me now? what is it that has made me old enough... i still fail to understand... or maybe i refrain from accepting the fact...a fact so unknown to me...a fact that i wait to decipher...
today...i still feel the same... i trust as easily as before... i care as much as before... i expect as much as before...i understand only as much as before...
today...i want to settle with this conclusion...a conclusion for the time being... maybe there is so much a person has...a person feels...a person wants... that may just not change... inspite of the years that pass by... inspite of the experiences that wake us up... inspite of the rocks thrown at us...
maybe because all this... is part of a person... a person who remains the same... the possessor of the mind...that stays so young... behind the body that grows...
so here i am... just as i was...just i am...and just as i always will be... this is how i will be...even after the wrinkles play peek-a-boo to display my mortal years...
i will still remain the same me...
the me who loves everything so meaningless....
the me who even enjoys nothingness...