Stubbornness, candour, unprejudiced emotions, smiling at everyone and everything, manipulations ain't welcomed.....
Putting up all together mould a frolic spring of childhood.
I remember when I was a child I wasn't happy with that status so I wanted to grow up faster and dominate over the kids like a grown up , but the judiciary of nature doesn't hang suggestion boxes on the front wall, neither just you nor I but all of us have to face the phases of nature.
Now when I'm a grown up, I feel the grass was eventually greener on that side, because on this side :
candour is replaced by diplomacy.
Stubbornness is overtaken by tiredness
Smiles are overpowered by smirks
Emotions have turned sexist where we cry like a girl and fight like a boy.
I learned growing up was never meant to murder the child in us in fact the "adult me" is supposed to nurture the "child me" with all its qualities untouched and pure.
Life happens, anyhow, but in this journey your wish to relive childhood can be clinched only when you have fought all your battles, when you are done will all your duties, when you are flat out tired, when all you have earned is baked enough to owe you back, that's when SECOND CHILDHOOD hits you just the way baba (grandfather) is living his childhood all over again.
He still yells "ए माई" when he craves for empathy with the authentic essence of his mother.
He literally cries when he fails to express out his heart and the unprejudiced tears trickle down his wrinkled cheeks.
He asks every person to drop him to his house because his children's house does not feel like his father's कच्ची बखरी (mud cottage).
His eyes sparkle when we talk about his brothers, his बाबू, माई, काका, काकी and his गांव.
Everything from diaper to the walker is same but the difference is that his children now are parenting their parents, it is a blessing for the "now parents" to repay possibly something of what they received. Now loving our longevous child with whole of our hearts along with contemplating and embracing his organic and amusing sports that brings back life to him, is the least we could do.
after all life does not happen TO you, it happens FOR you.
They were always there when you needed them, now be right there when they need you. old-age home is not an option.