Growing Up.

This post isn't a nostalgic one reminiscing about the sepia tinged days of childhood. This is about how we grow stupider and crazier as we grow up.
What is the difference between a child and an adult?
Nothing. Except being an adult has legal repercussions.
I have always felt a person's fundamental nature is formed by the age of 11. This nature doesn't change for as long as he or she lives. We just learn how to act in public.
So, whether you are grumpy, happy, sad or just plain weird. Don't expect you are gonna change by undergoing some hokey spiritual course. You are gonna remain exactly the same, only a little less richer. But where is all this coming from anyways?
Well, a panic-filled first drive experience.
Being dangerously impulsive by nature since I was a little brat, I sneaked out, took the car keys and decided to take our car for a spin. Alone.
At 21,  this may not seem like a big deal to most but it is, because thanks to a little 'crash' incident a while back, this was the first time I was driving in two years. (Making my count of individual driving experiences to a measly two).
So, there I was up and raring to go with no thought of how many lives I might be putting to risk. Little children playing around,  blissfully unaware of a clueless driver on a possibly deadly rampage, pedestrians,  cows, dogs and about a gazillion everyday life forms under possible threat of mutilation due to my expert driving. Yet, there I was. 

Now where I live, the road is about a nanometer wide with autos, scooters and school buses and BEST buses jostling for space. It also has bikes and cars parked on the sides with their rear ends jutting out just to add more fun to the mayhem.

My grand plan involved me, driving through that quagmire of lives and machines and then coming back home and boasting about it.

I know. Real mature,  grown up decision. 

So here's the story in short;

1.I drove; 

2.I hit an auto; 

3. I ran away; 

4.I got caught. 

On the way I also screamed like a banshee instead of honking to get people to make way.

But that's beside the point.

The point,  here is, that growing up and growing mature are mutually exclusive entities. 

And while the former is inevitable, the latter,  may or may not happen. So next time when you feel old and wise...you're probably not.