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Reached 25 ?

Why life after 25
Becomes difficult ?
Like why so lost ?
Why so much despair ?
What are we searching ?
Where are we heading ?

 Maybe because till 25,
It's all decided,
Like
After 10th, it's 12th
After school, it's graduation
After Bachelors, it's Masters
After that, it's the job.

 What next ?

 What after you have had parties ?
What about the evenings after the job ?
What about your dreams ?
What about marriage ?
What about kids ?
What about marrying at 25 or 30 ?
What about the social norms ?
What about carving your own path ?
What about your ageing parents ?

 Does any of this haunt you,
Or make you feel 
Too much human ?
Or do these things,
Leave you worried,
And so you choose distractions,
To avoid thinking,
And finally choose to follow
The routine.

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