I remember you, you're the one who made my dreams come true

If you could say anything to your-15-years-ago-self, what would you tell him/her?
If your-in-15-years-self could tell you anything, what would he/she say to you?

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It's funny how excited you were to grow up when you're a kid, but wishing you could always stay as a kid when you've all grown up.

Remember when you were young, when your parents got you a new cool toy? You wouldn't want to let it go. You wouldn't even let anyone else touch it let alone borrow it. Then after a while, you eventually got bored, and the toy would be lain forgotten and would only be seen again 10 years later as you spring clean your store room.

Remember when you first learn to ride a bike? You would cycle around the neighbourhood and prance around with the latest bike there is. You wouldn't even be home much after school as you were always riding along with your friends to explore new territories on your bike? Then after sometimes, you got tired of cycling and the bike would be left outside to rust.

Remember when you managed to obtain your driver's licence? You would even drive to your next door neighbour. You felt like the whole world was yours and you can go anywhere your heart desired and the sky the limit (quite literally). Then, soon enough, you find that driving is more like a chore especially when it comes to commuting to work.

Remember when you first started a job? You see yourself as a threat to the company's director's position. You promised yourself that you would always be the employee of the year, if not of the month, or even of the day. But as soon as the reality sunk in, you realised that you were pretty much stuck with it until the day you retire in 40 years time.

Remember when you first fully understand and appreciate the meaning of Hari Raya? You wanted to be the first to arrive at the mosque, you wanted to takbir the loudest, you wanted to collect the most duit raya, you wanted to visit as many house as you could. But now, when you've grown up, what was special has now become a routinised ritual, which in turn becomes something ordinary.

I think 4 years spending Raya overseas has killed my joy for Raya. I am now officially the Scrooge of Raya.