Those were the best days of my life...back in the summer of.....
The above mentioned lines of 'Summer of 69' are so true when I reminisce my 'Bachpan' (childhood). At 21, me is not old but still feel the deficient innocence in today's air.
Everybody around you has a personal agenda or some hidden motives and the worst part is that you know this fact. STILL!! just for the social acceptance sake, we neglect this raw fact...like so unconcern types...
Coming back to childhood; the time when we were innocent while playing ghar-ghar, poshampa-poshampa, ring-a-ring-a-roses and many other sports in which I could have won Gold medals (if only they were in Olympics).
THEN was the period, when guys were considered so cute that ladies kissing on cheeks was a normal affair. Roses were given and praises like “auntyji he is sho-sho-cute” use to welcome each market trip. Now, everything is changed. You are lonely, sitting alone, watching happy dreams with closed eyes, wishing them to be true for the open ones.
I recently had to make some visits to a hospital, due to some unfortunate circumstances. I met my childhood doctor there. The best part was that the doctor recognized me (even with a very heavy beard). All day along I was wandering about the fact, how could he recognize me....now, with a beard...then, a kid. Strange are the HUMANS, sometimes ones living near won't recognize you, sometimes people whom you never considered important can seem be important to you.
Isn't the answer lies in the fact that 'kids are remembered very easily'. If I ask myself a true question, out of the two who will have the greater probability of recognizing me – my KG teacher or my first year prof? The heart puts the latter one into the answer bracket...man!! those were best days of my life :(
That day I was watching the AIL commercial, in which a very cute kid helps an oldie to carry her load without any personal motives and inturn luckily, gets paid one penny for that. The well mannered kid reply in the cutest tone you must have heard in recent times “thank you aunty” (you gotta watch this). The kid then travels all by himself to his dad's workplace to give him his first earning....I don't see this happening in today's world (esp. in metros)?
Hope, you all will agree with me !!
The above mentioned lines of 'Summer of 69' are so true when I reminisce my 'Bachpan' (childhood). At 21, me is not old but still feel the deficient innocence in today's air.
Everybody around you has a personal agenda or some hidden motives and the worst part is that you know this fact. STILL!! just for the social acceptance sake, we neglect this raw fact...like so unconcern types...
Coming back to childhood; the time when we were innocent while playing ghar-ghar, poshampa-poshampa, ring-a-ring-a-roses and many other sports in which I could have won Gold medals (if only they were in Olympics).
THEN was the period, when guys were considered so cute that ladies kissing on cheeks was a normal affair. Roses were given and praises like “auntyji he is sho-sho-cute” use to welcome each market trip. Now, everything is changed. You are lonely, sitting alone, watching happy dreams with closed eyes, wishing them to be true for the open ones.
I recently had to make some visits to a hospital, due to some unfortunate circumstances. I met my childhood doctor there. The best part was that the doctor recognized me (even with a very heavy beard). All day along I was wandering about the fact, how could he recognize me....now, with a beard...then, a kid. Strange are the HUMANS, sometimes ones living near won't recognize you, sometimes people whom you never considered important can seem be important to you.
Isn't the answer lies in the fact that 'kids are remembered very easily'. If I ask myself a true question, out of the two who will have the greater probability of recognizing me – my KG teacher or my first year prof? The heart puts the latter one into the answer bracket...man!! those were best days of my life :(
That day I was watching the AIL commercial, in which a very cute kid helps an oldie to carry her load without any personal motives and inturn luckily, gets paid one penny for that. The well mannered kid reply in the cutest tone you must have heard in recent times “thank you aunty” (you gotta watch this). The kid then travels all by himself to his dad's workplace to give him his first earning....I don't see this happening in today's world (esp. in metros)?
Hope, you all will agree with me !!
4 comments:
cute post indeed!!
Hi,why ur every post have a label,SACH(the reality).
My email happens to b SACHKEHTAHU AT YAHOO.COM
@ ALOK
hi alok, glad that you asked your doubt ;)
SACH is a different label on SPEAking PICtures because it speaks the truth...truth that bites, that we experience. Some posts; you will find a special deep philosophical experience that we all share.
The posts on this label contains incidents/happenings which are TRUE and needs a special category to come into LIMELIGHT ;)
Keep reading n feel free to ask any doubts
Cheers
ANkIT
hey man./....
am as sluggish a person as u mite have seen...but lemme tell u...i felt connected to dis post....n hence dis coming back to life..gud work man...
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