Remember the good old times when our greatest worry was nothing but what game we’ll play in the evening? When we were oblivious from all the distress and materialistic pleasures of life? When we dressed snugly, behaved flaky, watched cartoons, danced and played to our hearts out, cried at the littlest of things and thought – well, who used to think at that age!? We only daydreamed to build castles in the air!
Alas! Since we can’t stop the clock from tick-tocking, the question then arises on why with the transitory time did we stop ourselves from letting go of the cherub that once lived within us? Is it because of the regular nagging by the populace that constantly reminded us that we’ve grown up, urging us to ‘stop behaving like a kid’, or was it simply because we dawned upon the fact that we actually had to outgrow the childish kink?
While its completely okay to mature and gain wisdom, its also okay to cache the kid that you once were. I’m not trying to imply that you start behaving like a nasty kid while throwing tantrums over others, but what I do intend to mean is that you must never let the spirit of the urchin within you die. There are phases in life – commencing from your adolescent whimper to culminating with a beaming toothless smile- the vitality of which depends entirely on how you accord with it. Its doleful to observe that in today’s world there are so many people especially the youth who are ready to happily trade their innocent way of life with a pseudo world where nothing but public esteem matters. What’s more depressing is the fact that their own kith and kin encourages them to do so. Its a non compos mentis where people yearn to reside on top of a gamut. But even if you do outfox others, how will it benefit you? I’m aware that you’ll get identified as ‘the best’ among others which is something that everyone craves at some point of moment or other but will that really be worth the scuffle when in the long run it’ll make you question on how because of this pursuit you lost a huge slice of life where you could have built so many alternative precious memories.
There’s satisfaction in reaching heights to accomplish the best stature, but there’s contentment when you reach that place by cherishing moments that eventually steered you to arrive where you are. We’ve got only one life, and what’s pensive about this one life is the fact that we verily can’t rewind or forward it to see where we’ll drop our anchor. The best thing to do when you dawn this fact is to start attuning your life to live in the wink of moments. Never stress over future – who knows what’s in store for you. Let that remain a surprise! Rather, take out time every now and then to sail in the paper boat that you once crafted and glide in the transparency of whatever the heavens pour on you. Let your childish side out- let him breathe- let him live- let him get you in some trouble- let that nuisance enlighten you with some lessons that are worth learning. Advance into a style of living that’s as blithe and innocent as an infant, only then you’ll realize the ultimate meaning of life.
On that note, Happy Children’s Day to every divine messenger reading this. Have a vivacious, zingy year ahead!