TEENAGE-SPIRITUALITY Would you call me crazy? If I’d say many teenagers or probably most of them are spiritual. No! I’m not talking about enlightenment or teen-yogis, but a very different kind of spirituality. Spirituality isn’t the fanciest among teenagers and the two words of my title Teenage and Spirituality is less found together and more often found away from each other. Typically, for one to find flavor in spirituality he/she must be aged, retired, or have a life-threatening issue with spirituality being the last place of help. This may be the common thought in the air but isn’t always the truth, people of all kinds, all ages, and even problem-free adopt spirituality. Simply because spirituality comes to find you. When the world believes spirituality is connecting to a higher self or finding peace within, the young adults define spirituality in their very own way. Pop music and its funky beats seem to be their mantra of peace. They journey along the groves and rhythm to
“SHIT!” I told myself, after missing the early bus and stranding myself in that godforsaken bus stop. The next bus was miles away, and I had to wait for an hour. No one ever came to the bus stop; it was always me, the gloomy sun, and the dusty bench. A shallow breeze carried some dust into my eye, and I rubbed furiously to fix my vision. Something felt canny that day, fewer cars passed by, the sunlit the sky with a strange shade of orange and the most remarkable thing happened! While I was sitting like an idiot, thrown my legs on top of each other and being a lazy sloth, and my hands scratching my head, I noticed a click-clack sound approaching towards me; I picked my head up to see what it was. Damn! It was Zara; her red heels kissed the concrete road producing the rhyme. Her skinny black jeans revealed her curves, a little baggy around her foot but perfectly stitched around the thighs. Like a fish on bait, my eyes were hooked to her hips, swinging side to side, mimicking a clock’