Last weekend my brother was here to stay over for a night as he moved back home for his college break. It was just great, it reminded me of the days we had when we were young and life was just too long. Although not very long back but I miss those days we spend at home together during the holidays, playing cricket in the midday hot sun, totally carefree and careless, the times we spent fighting.
When I sit alone in my room over the weekends and notice the street kids out there playing there hearts out, it reminds me of my days as a kid. The child out there playing in the sun doesnot bother about the heat nor does he/she worry about the boundaries. There are times when a car owner shouts and tries to scare away the kids. But the child was born free, born in a world where no boundaries should exist.
A child has a heart of pure gold and the heart is ever so enthusiastic and full of jows. Sorrow is unknown to it, for the mother is there to take care of everything.
Ah the good old days.....
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quite an observation man.
visited your blog for the first time, you are quiet a writer.
will read remaining post in due times
-Anuz
reminded me of my sis n i.. playing around with the other kids in our apartment.. during power cuts n slutry summer evenings...
those days jus gone forever...
@Anuz
Thank you and yes please do help yourself by reading stuff my mind thinks
@Twilight Fairy
Glad could be of some use!
"A child has a heart of pure gold and the heart is ever so enthusiastic and full of jows. Sorrow is unknown to it, for the mother is there to take care of everything.
Ah the good old days....."
Why do things change when a child progresses to become a man ? is it because of responsibilities? or is it because he feels that ignorance shud be damned and egotism shud be in unlike a child?
Responsibilities according to me is just a an escapist word.....the second reason is partly correct.....Only partly..... A child born is always checked by "grown-ups" telling him/her or rather imposing on him/her their own decisions.....A child is to love everyone else but him/herself and while on this path stops being a child....the child is murdered......
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