Hmmm....

Once upon a time...we were all small little kids...kids who knew nothing major about the world around us...we looked at huge buildings with awe and did not know why and how it was there...

our eyes were probably the sharpest catching the glimpse of every single thing around us...

It was that part of our lives when we did not really "control it"...We wore red t-shirts and blue lil shorts and shoes that made a sound every time we walked because our moms wanted us to wear them...

We walked along on a busy road with our respective dads...grasping that 1 long index fingers which had place for all our fingers to grip.

We lived a life where we were told what to do and what not to and we obviously did not complain...

So, all that we did and we believed in was because our folks did and believed in, in the same set of things...

Then, due to the laws of biology, we began to grow up...our fingers grew bigger than the ones that they held and our shoes dint have flashing-lights-and-sound-at-every-step we took...

The grey matter inside our heads helped us understand everything around us and derive the things that we din't grasp...
With gradual growth, we then entered what you call the "teen age"[on the verge of exiting it]....it was a real strange phase because it took us almost two years into it to realize what it really means....

So, by 15 we all knew what this new phase meant...it brought about a very interesting change in the form of our quest to understand things and raise questions against a handful of them that we din't.Logic was the word that ruled this phase and it was the catalyst for anything we believed in.

After a couple of decades there will come a time when our vision will fade out and we will begin to believe in certain things blindly.That phase can said to be marred by undeterred faith in things that we believe.

So, Life probably takes us through these wonderful stages with each of them having its own beauty. 

This probably explains my ranting in the previous post and how I need the logic behind stars controlling our lives.

This also explains how our folks have their undying belief in them even if they can't give us the logic behind it...

Life is indeed as funny as it seems...It starts with believing in things because people around us do so...it moves on and we now start questioning things...we start thinking and hence protesting...and then comes the final stage of blind belief...and unless I enter that stage, I probably cannot decide if it is for the good or bad...right now it seems very scary..so lets see in the coming decades as to how well I can cope up...

Cheers!