I WANT TO BE A CHILD AGAIN....
I was on my way back home on a toasty evening with the sun unveiling its darkest shade. I reached, parked my vehicle, took my bag, and started heading towards home. Suddenly, a ball came rolling to my feet, and witnessed the most beautiful sight. I saw the huddle of children playing, carrying a bundle of laughter, the happiest, and the most innocent creatures! One of them fell down and the other two were laughing and helping him to get up, one of them was crying probably because other kids were not letting him play with them considering him too young to join them, these childhood norms I tell you! A couple of kids was fighting over a first batting. Three of them were discussing their favorite cartoon and were getting excited about the next episode. One of the kids waved at me and gestured to give their ball. I picked it up and threw it towards them. A kid caught the ball and I got caught up in my golden memories of my childhood. My all-time beautiful and most awaited summer vacation, and carefree childhood. Nostalgia took me over and got ported to the child version of mine. A summer evening! Summer evenings used to be the most beautiful phase of my life until just a few years ago. A time that used to be most-awaited, most lived, most cheerful! How different were those days WHEN I WAS A CHILD.!!!!
Childhood - the only phase of our life which we actually live selflessly. Childhood - forget the worries and get lost in your own world. childhood - eat, sleep, study, and play. Childhood – bournvita and cartoon network. Childhood – no expectations, no disappointments. Childhood – a toffee makes your day. Childhood – forgive and forget. Childhood – shaktimaan and shakalaka boom boom. Childhood – nobody complains about you and you don't have complaints about anything. Childhood – live and let others live.
I miss those days when my happiness had no boundaries when I get a new toy when the biggest perplexity was choosing a suitable color combination for my not-so-properly done drawing when I only get feared about getting punishment for not doing homework the next day when my only desire was to get exactly the same color box that my friend had got when I used to believe in magic, when I used to get obstinate to get my things done, when I used to do mischief and confessing it without any argument when my only demand was to get a ride with daddy and having ice cream on the way back, when I only used to get angry if someone touches my stuff. Life was simple and sorted, easier, and smoother. you can be the most stubborn, most naughty, and most annoying being, still, you don't harm others or no one gets angry with you. How fun!
I want to learn from my younger self to actually live life. I want to learn everything again. I want to learn how to be friends with someone just by sharing a Tiffin box, to forget yesterday's fight and moving on today, to believe in people just, at first sight, to always stay happy without any reason. How drastically things have changed! How I used to play in rain, making water boats and having a small boat race with other boats made by my friends, and how today I close the door of my balcony just by the noise of rain, now it seems noise, then it seemed music. How I used to respect teachers and today how I bunk their lectures only, how people used to calm me down when I was crying and how today I am hiding my tears with a fake smile on my face, how I used to be the happiest being of this world and start dancing on wearing my favorite pink frock and how today I am not satisfied with my wardrobe full of outfits that I myself choose, how I used to go out with my parents and compel them to buy me a balloon and how today I don't even have time for them, how stories seemed real and how today how even reality doesn't seem real! How time has changed me!
I again want to see this world like older times, with a child's vision, want to think about this world with just my heart and not mind. Where everything seemed so beautiful, so real. When I was a child I wanted to grow up and now when I am grown up I want to be a child again. My phone rang, got hit by reality, attended the call, and resumed my work heavy-heartedly.
I was on my way back home on a toasty evening with the sun unveiling its darkest shade. I reached, parked my vehicle, took my bag, and started heading towards home. Suddenly, a ball came rolling to my feet, and witnessed the most beautiful sight. I saw the huddle of children playing, carrying a bundle of laughter, the happiest, and the most innocent creatures! One of them fell down and the other two were laughing and helping him to get up, one of them was crying probably because other kids were not letting him play with them considering him too young to join them, these childhood norms I tell you! A couple of kids was fighting over a first batting. Three of them were discussing their favorite cartoon and were getting excited about the next episode. One of the kids waved at me and gestured to give their ball. I picked it up and threw it towards them. A kid caught the ball and I got caught up in my golden memories of my childhood. My all-time beautiful and most awaited summer vacation, and carefree childhood. Nostalgia took me over and got ported to the child version of mine. A summer evening! Summer evenings used to be the most beautiful phase of my life until just a few years ago. A time that used to be most-awaited, most lived, most cheerful! How different were those days WHEN I WAS A CHILD.!!!!
Childhood - the only phase of our life which we actually live selflessly. Childhood - forget the worries and get lost in your own world. childhood - eat, sleep, study, and play. Childhood – bournvita and cartoon network. Childhood – no expectations, no disappointments. Childhood – a toffee makes your day. Childhood – forgive and forget. Childhood – shaktimaan and shakalaka boom boom. Childhood – nobody complains about you and you don't have complaints about anything. Childhood – live and let others live.
I miss those days when my happiness had no boundaries when I get a new toy when the biggest perplexity was choosing a suitable color combination for my not-so-properly done drawing when I only get feared about getting punishment for not doing homework the next day when my only desire was to get exactly the same color box that my friend had got when I used to believe in magic, when I used to get obstinate to get my things done, when I used to do mischief and confessing it without any argument when my only demand was to get a ride with daddy and having ice cream on the way back, when I only used to get angry if someone touches my stuff. Life was simple and sorted, easier, and smoother. you can be the most stubborn, most naughty, and most annoying being, still, you don't harm others or no one gets angry with you. How fun!
I want to learn from my younger self to actually live life. I want to learn everything again. I want to learn how to be friends with someone just by sharing a Tiffin box, to forget yesterday's fight and moving on today, to believe in people just, at first sight, to always stay happy without any reason. How drastically things have changed! How I used to play in rain, making water boats and having a small boat race with other boats made by my friends, and how today I close the door of my balcony just by the noise of rain, now it seems noise, then it seemed music. How I used to respect teachers and today how I bunk their lectures only, how people used to calm me down when I was crying and how today I am hiding my tears with a fake smile on my face, how I used to be the happiest being of this world and start dancing on wearing my favorite pink frock and how today I am not satisfied with my wardrobe full of outfits that I myself choose, how I used to go out with my parents and compel them to buy me a balloon and how today I don't even have time for them, how stories seemed real and how today how even reality doesn't seem real! How time has changed me!
I again want to see this world like older times, with a child's vision, want to think about this world with just my heart and not mind. Where everything seemed so beautiful, so real. When I was a child I wanted to grow up and now when I am grown up I want to be a child again. My phone rang, got hit by reality, attended the call, and resumed my work heavy-heartedly.
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