Well this is a philosophical article and if you don’t want some free advice or preaches, then you should not read this article, (Talking about me, I don’t want anyone’s advice currently). I am writing what I feel like and whatever I have learnt about change from life till now.
So, let me start this with a story. Once, there was a cow named Mary. She had a mother and two siblings, one brother and sister. Apart from these three, she used to play with her friends. She was free like other cows as they used to live in a place where no one likes to drink milk.
She was pretty happy with her life. Then one day a shepherd came into that place and saw Mary. That shepherd had his own bunch of sheep but he was fascinated by how beautiful Mary looked.
Mary was just 6 months old and she was as big as a sheep. The shepherd thought why not make that cow his pet as she is not big as other cows that would be very big to handle.
So, the shepherd took Mary with him. At first, Mary was confused, even scared. She had never seen the world beyond her little grassland home. The shepherd fed her, gave her a new shelter, and tried to make her comfortable. But no matter how kind he was, she missed her mother. Her siblings. Her friends. The life she once knew.
Weeks passed, then months. Slowly, Mary grew used to her new life. She started to like the quiet company of the sheep. She even found comfort in the routine — the shepherd waking her up, the walks, the new grass fields. Life wasn’t what it used to be, but it wasn’t bad either.
And then, one day, the shepherd sold Mary to a farmer.
Yeah, sounds cruel. But that’s what happened. The new farm was loud. There were bigger cows. There were rules. Mary hated it. She felt like she had no identity, no space. She wanted to go back to the shepherd, or even further back — to her home, to her family. But obviously, that wasn’t an option.
She spent weeks resisting the new life. She didn’t eat much, didn’t socialize, didn’t even look at the other cows. But slowly, as time did its thing — you know, the slow healing magic that’s annoying when you want quick relief — Mary adjusted. She made new friends. She understood how things worked. And eventually, she wasn’t just surviving, she was doing well.
That’s the story. Not a fairy tale. Not a tragedy. Just… life. And honestly, that’s what change is.
We don’t like it. We resist it. We cry over it, fight it, curse it. But in the end, change doesn’t care whether you approve or not. It comes like a storm — sometimes gentle, sometimes brutal — but it never leaves you the same.
Why everyone should watch Harry Potter at least once?
Change is uncomfortable because it forces you to let go. And letting go is hard. We are addicted to comfort, familiarity, to knowing what’s next. But when change shows up, it tears down all those walls and asks you to rebuild.
The thing is, you will rebuild.
Maybe not today. Maybe not the way you imagined. But you will. Just like Mary did. Just like we all do.
So when people say “change is the only constant,” it sounds cliché. But it’s also the truth. Seasons change, people change, cities change, we change — even when we don’t want to. Especially when we don’t want to.
And maybe — just maybe — that’s the point.
Because without change, there’s no growth. There’s no learning, no adventure, no chance to become better than you were yesterday. Comfort zones may feel safe, but nothing really lives there. Life, the real kind, happens outside of it.
So no, this isn’t advice. I’m not telling you how to deal with change or embrace it with open arms. I don’t even do that myself most of the time. I sulk, overthink, cry a bit too. But I’ve learned one thing — no matter how much it sucks, change always teaches you something. And weirdly enough, you end up needing that lesson later.
So if you’re going through some shift right now — a breakup, a job change, moving cities, losing someone, or just feeling stuck — know that you’re not alone. And also know that this isn’t the end. It’s just another version of the beginning.
Change is the only constant, yes. But maybe, that’s not a bad thing after all.