CHANGE- A UNIVERSAL TRUTH

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Change keeps us alive. 
The biggest example I can narrate in this regard is the rotation of our very dear home ”Earth” around its own axis that keeps the life going on our planet. The sun is alive because of the ongoing fusion and fission reactions. The moon changes its shape starting from a crescent to a full moon. Likewise, if the change in seasons doesn't occur, it will cause a great chaos.
Another very miraculous transition is of a microscopic zygote to a macroscopic human being. The metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a colourful butterfly is an extraordinary phenomenon. The change of a tiny seed to a gigantic tree is a marvel of nature. Flowers transforming into fruits seems to be an amazing miracle. 
Change is basically the essence of survival. 
As my parents weren't the natives of the city, they first got me admitted to a nearby local school. I barely survived the drastic change when my mother asked me to move to a madrassa and I was left with no other option. After two years studying over there, I was admitted to a high school. 
Damn! Then comes the college which was another phase and now university life is going on. Tuition and academies were also the subject of change. The books have never been kind as they have changed enormously over all these years.
Our standards change. Our emotions also undergo transitions. One moment we fall for one person and next moment we are in the fan moment of another. 
In a nutshell, in our entire life, we see that the only constant is 'change' and it is what that keeps us dynamic.

 Maria Younas
Batch of 2020



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  1. Sateesh9 August 2020 at 06:20

    You cannot understand 'change' from its core, if you are religious as religions never allow changes, not even in your thoughts!

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