Looking back at my past, I see that a lot has changed over the years.
Meeting up the friends from your childhood is like looking back at a time of innocence when everything was just right. And the only thing of concern was the scoldings we'd get for misdemeanor.
Today was a day I met up with a few of my cherished friends. Who grew up and are living lives that we are dreaming of that we would achieve. But there was something I saw in all of us. A sense of comfort that couldn't be shared with anyone else! I did not have to say what's happening but just give an overview that life is good or not so good. And they understood. No questions asked and that felt so complete. I couldn't have asked for more. I knew they were there for sharing and creating memories. Nothing else!
Picking up threads of conversation when we last left off! Even if it meant it was a conversation we had a couple of years ago! Everything was just right. No one to impress and act oh-so-correctly! We ate finger food with cutlery just because we felt like it! Sat in the corner of the bookstore, made it a world of our own where no one disturbed us. Hammering out the frustrations that the rest of the gang dint show up!
I felt so much like the child I had begun to forget in the daily rigmarole of life. We had so much to pretend and dance and sing and shout about! We were doing things because we felt like it and not because it was supposed to happen as per the agenda. I mean no itinerary! We just went wherever we wanted to. Even if it meant fall (sorry-V). We drove around the city where the "kids and parents" wouldn't cramp our style!
Where has all this wonderment and excitement drained out? Is it the realization that we are now grown ups and need to act the part? But why can't we still be so excited about every morning and, be amazed at the clouds shaped as a rabbits scampering across the sky? I don't want to be treated like a kid but would definitely not want to lose the age of innocence when mom's hug and dad's shoulders were the only things needed to fight the rude neighbourhood kids? Well, I guess we have to get off the roller coaster and say, "Whoa! Awesome! Lets go on it again!" or else we'd never know how the ride's been all along.
And the best part? It was Children's day. It couldn't have been better.
Meeting up the friends from your childhood is like looking back at a time of innocence when everything was just right. And the only thing of concern was the scoldings we'd get for misdemeanor.
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Picking up threads of conversation when we last left off! Even if it meant it was a conversation we had a couple of years ago! Everything was just right. No one to impress and act oh-so-correctly! We ate finger food with cutlery just because we felt like it! Sat in the corner of the bookstore, made it a world of our own where no one disturbed us. Hammering out the frustrations that the rest of the gang dint show up!
I felt so much like the child I had begun to forget in the daily rigmarole of life. We had so much to pretend and dance and sing and shout about! We were doing things because we felt like it and not because it was supposed to happen as per the agenda. I mean no itinerary! We just went wherever we wanted to. Even if it meant fall (sorry-V). We drove around the city where the "kids and parents" wouldn't cramp our style!
Where has all this wonderment and excitement drained out? Is it the realization that we are now grown ups and need to act the part? But why can't we still be so excited about every morning and, be amazed at the clouds shaped as a rabbits scampering across the sky? I don't want to be treated like a kid but would definitely not want to lose the age of innocence when mom's hug and dad's shoulders were the only things needed to fight the rude neighbourhood kids? Well, I guess we have to get off the roller coaster and say, "Whoa! Awesome! Lets go on it again!" or else we'd never know how the ride's been all along.
And the best part? It was Children's day. It couldn't have been better.
