Someone once said that a cousin is a readymade friend for life. Do you agree ?
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Someone once said that a cousin is a readymade friend for life. Do you agree?
Every time I open up our photo albums, I feel a sense of nostalgia. With each turn of the page, each resonance of laughter, each event and each year, precisely remembered and all the problems of today vanish. Life is filled with memories of happy and exuberant times. Although those days are now rooted far in the past, the memories of life as a child stay vivid and clear.
For many of us, our cousins live all over the world and I believe, cousins are friends that will love you forever. Friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the cousins together. In my cousins, I find a second self. A cousin is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. Cousin is a genderless word that is usually clarified by saying he or she in context.
Life had always been carefree and pleasant. I have so many cousins who love me and I always felt all the warmth and comfort any child could want; however, it was more than just this that made my childhood “perfect.” I had always been close to my cousins, and the most memorable moments of my childhood embrace the love and affection my cousins and I shared. We spent countless summer days playing and dreaming on the front lawn.
At times, we wrestled and fought, imitating those we saw on television. Yet, with our short attention spans, it was not long before we sat down together and started talking about our hopes for the future and our ambitions and goals. Innocently, I had always thought becoming a superhero was a realistic goal. I talked about all the superpowers I would somehow acquire and how people would tell stories of my accomplishments for generations to come.
My cousin brothers and sisters, both elder and the younger ones alike, laughed and made fun; after all, they had more realistic ambitions, hoping to become doctors or lawyers or engineers. Then the debates began. We went on and on for hours, talking about how each of us would be better than the others. Although I did not always claim first place, I looked forward to the next day when we would come back out and start our discussions anew. As simple as it may seem, their presence was more than enough to make me happy. These experiences understandably may not seem like much to an outside observer, but for me they are among the best days of my life. To this day I can still think of no better way I could have spent my summer days than just sitting in the front yard, enjoying the company of my cousins. Nothing even comes close.
Although it has been many years since then, I have always longed to return to this past; every day was an experience in its own and filled with nothing but excitement and joy. As I look back on my childhood, I contemplate the things that made it so enjoyable and the simplicity of life as a child. I was devoid of responsibilities, satisfied with life and hopeful for the future. My childhood was instrumental in shaping who I have become: someone driven to succeed but optimistic even in the face of failure. Through years past, I have realized that life will never be the same, but then again, when does life ever stay the same? Each day presents a new set of challenges. I can no longer just sit in the front yard with my cousins, dreaming the day away. Although ties have changed and obstacles have arisen, I still view the future with the same optimism and anticipation I have always viewed it with. My experiences have hardly been “perfect,” but life continues to amaze and excite me at every turn. The problems of yesterday should not affect the futures of tomorrow.
In my view, cousins are people that are readymade friends, you have laughs with them and remember good times from a young age, you have fights with them but you always know you love each other, they are a better thing than brothers and sisters and friends cause there all pieced together as one.
Let me tell you again, friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the cousins together and the cousins are friends that will love you forever. A cousin is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. Some of us can live without a society but not without a loving family. After all, in your name, the family name is at last because it is the family name that lasts.
Every time I open up our photo albums, I feel a sense of nostalgia. With each turn of the page, each resonance of laughter, each event and each year, precisely remembered and all the problems of today vanish. Life is filled with memories of happy and exuberant times. Although those days are now rooted far in the past, the memories of life as a child stay vivid and clear.
For many of us, our cousins live all over the world and I believe, cousins are friends that will love you forever. Friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the cousins together. In my cousins, I find a second self. A cousin is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. Cousin is a genderless word that is usually clarified by saying he or she in context.
Life had always been carefree and pleasant. I have so many cousins who love me and I always felt all the warmth and comfort any child could want; however, it was more than just this that made my childhood “perfect.” I had always been close to my cousins, and the most memorable moments of my childhood embrace the love and affection my cousins and I shared. We spent countless summer days playing and dreaming on the front lawn.
At times, we wrestled and fought, imitating those we saw on television. Yet, with our short attention spans, it was not long before we sat down together and started talking about our hopes for the future and our ambitions and goals. Innocently, I had always thought becoming a superhero was a realistic goal. I talked about all the superpowers I would somehow acquire and how people would tell stories of my accomplishments for generations to come.
My cousin brothers and sisters, both elder and the younger ones alike, laughed and made fun; after all, they had more realistic ambitions, hoping to become doctors or lawyers or engineers. Then the debates began. We went on and on for hours, talking about how each of us would be better than the others. Although I did not always claim first place, I looked forward to the next day when we would come back out and start our discussions anew. As simple as it may seem, their presence was more than enough to make me happy. These experiences understandably may not seem like much to an outside observer, but for me they are among the best days of my life. To this day I can still think of no better way I could have spent my summer days than just sitting in the front yard, enjoying the company of my cousins. Nothing even comes close.
Although it has been many years since then, I have always longed to return to this past; every day was an experience in its own and filled with nothing but excitement and joy. As I look back on my childhood, I contemplate the things that made it so enjoyable and the simplicity of life as a child. I was devoid of responsibilities, satisfied with life and hopeful for the future. My childhood was instrumental in shaping who I have become: someone driven to succeed but optimistic even in the face of failure. Through years past, I have realized that life will never be the same, but then again, when does life ever stay the same? Each day presents a new set of challenges. I can no longer just sit in the front yard with my cousins, dreaming the day away. Although ties have changed and obstacles have arisen, I still view the future with the same optimism and anticipation I have always viewed it with. My experiences have hardly been “perfect,” but life continues to amaze and excite me at every turn. The problems of yesterday should not affect the futures of tomorrow.
In my view, cousins are people that are readymade friends, you have laughs with them and remember good times from a young age, you have fights with them but you always know you love each other, they are a better thing than brothers and sisters and friends cause there all pieced together as one.
Let me tell you again, friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the cousins together and the cousins are friends that will love you forever. A cousin is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. Some of us can live without a society but not without a loving family. After all, in your name, the family name is at last because it is the family name that lasts.
