Wednesday 3 July 2013

The little ones.

Everything goes fine till the time, they are trained to be afraid! Those bouncy things look like little white rabbits, huffing and puffing around. And thing about them is that they personify innocence, whether they pop out of a cows, lion, giraffe or a lady.
Little monsters...puke and shit producing factories(w all are the former...fine!!) The only thing I feel bad for are the ones who have to clean up later... Sorry mom!
Good thing about these creatures is that they RUN before they can walk,the moment they get a chance. Okay all this 'kidding' is because of this thing I saw while in a train.
This kid was about 4-5, probably first day in school after a long vacation, completely psyched out, travelling with his father. The father, I guess, went to school to pick up the kid. On the way back,the father sat, looking rather tired after the whole day. In front of him, the kid was telling all about his day. From the looks of it, the kid's day had just started. The father pretended to be hearing all the yapping...frankly, he was napping! 
If you observe kids, the come at you in bursts of energy!! Pulse Ultra-violet radiation kinds. The way the describe their experiences, irrespective of whether or not someone is hearing what they are saying or not, they bloody well just go ON, ON ANNND ON!!! Their excitement has no bounds! Their energy is so bloody infectious!! I was seeing this little fellow....his eyes growing big with every moment!! He was literally bouncing on the seat, telling something like "Daddy!! Daddy!! You know?? Some JKL fellow is a complete jerk!! You know what he did??  He did this, he said that!! He did a handstand on the bathroom commode!! Even I want to do a handstand on the bathroom commode!!" Okay, the commode part was complete shit... but they are so persistent!!

I have a kid-sister..okay, she's 4 years younger to me...so she isn't exactly a 'kid', but whatever!! She's still a kid in my head. Surprisingly enough, she kind of respect me....It's like a baby elephant, once tied to the tree in it's childhood,when it can't move the tree, thinks for an entire lifetime that it can't let itself loose, even though it an snap the tree in half, with the smallest jerks.
Anyways, my sister is this very exuberant  and lively thing!! The excitement I saw in the kid from the train, my sister is 4 times the age, but still remains chirpy as ever!! 
Thing with kids is that your mood sways with their's.. Quite frankly, they personify the life most of us covet!
But you see, something goes awfully wrong in some time, down the line. We become civilized. We start watching NEWS. And all work and more of Arnab Goswami (and the likes),makes Jack and Jill very dull people. 
Then they go up a hill to fetch a pail of water...
And return with a daughter...   
In our nation, I don't see why, everything goes down the hill after the daughter. Why?? What good is the garden without flowers?? We already have too many bees!! What do people want?? Bee-stings??
Coming back to the bunnies!!
A saw this small cartoon video about this small kid who looks at a tree, contemplating to climb it. He  slips here and there, falls somewhere, but eventually makes the climb. He grows up. Somewhere,he's told that what he is shooting for is too much. After repeatedly being told that, he loses heart. The kid in him goes mute. Then the guy gets his strings pulled from every side possible by all the Toms, 'Dicks', and Jimmys'...(let's chuck Harry for a change...). Then family follows suit. Then, his own kids pop out. More complications. His dreams look like the light at the end of the tunnel. Just that with every passing day, the journey from his end to the other  seems more and more longer and daunting. Then, what I see mostly nowadays, he gives up. And this saddens me. It actually scares me,more than saddening me. But then, there are the one-offs'. They restore your faith in miracles and the sound of the heart. They are still the kids, at least inside. And they make the whole thing worth looking forward to. 
'They' also make me sound like an octogenarian. Bloody hell!! I should believe my father when he says "You're still a kid!!". Pappa!! You're right!!

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