Children’s Day. The birthday of our first Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru or Chacha Nehru as affectionately as he was called. I realised this was children’s day only in the afternoon while watching Headlines Today. I don’t really recall any celebration we used to have in school. I think our house activities coincided with this event. Being a very conservative school we celebrated these national events in a much disciplined manner. I think later on it became associated with our Science Expo. Really, the school days seemed so long and seems so long ago. These four years in engineering has stormed pass me. Just as our Principal had said in her opening address to us.
I have very fond memories of my childhood. The best life any person could get. Loved by many and many to love. Still it’s somewhat like that but reaching adulthood has exposed some things I wish would have stayed buried. The pressure of reaching adulthood removes a lot of charm and illusions from relationships. Well, whatever that I am now, whatever talent I have should be attributed to my childhood. I could go on a length here but I am reserving a lot for future posts or my autobiography (duh!).
The stuff did today though don’t pertain to children though, apart from a nap in the afternoon. I got to watch a little of my favourite cartoon from childhood. Talespin and that too the hindi version. I had really enjoyed that and Ducktales long back. Though the English versions don’t hold much charm for me. I also loved Jungle Book (again the Hindi version) and we use to play Jungle Book in school during the lunch break. Just running around and pretending to be the characters. I used to be Akru, the wolf brother of Mowgli. Lots of fond memories…
I have very fond memories of my childhood. The best life any person could get. Loved by many and many to love. Still it’s somewhat like that but reaching adulthood has exposed some things I wish would have stayed buried. The pressure of reaching adulthood removes a lot of charm and illusions from relationships. Well, whatever that I am now, whatever talent I have should be attributed to my childhood. I could go on a length here but I am reserving a lot for future posts or my autobiography (duh!).
The stuff did today though don’t pertain to children though, apart from a nap in the afternoon. I got to watch a little of my favourite cartoon from childhood. Talespin and that too the hindi version. I had really enjoyed that and Ducktales long back. Though the English versions don’t hold much charm for me. I also loved Jungle Book (again the Hindi version) and we use to play Jungle Book in school during the lunch break. Just running around and pretending to be the characters. I used to be Akru, the wolf brother of Mowgli. Lots of fond memories…
hey naru dont go sentimental...every man has a child in him till he dies...so u can be a child at times...then about the childrens day celebration...god!!! we ppl at the ordinary schools used to ve bad experiences as soon as the the month of october approaches...screening tests for rally(too tidious and compulsory even though most of us are not interested fearing the punishments by the PE sir)...so hearing the words childrens day and rally reminds me of those days i used to bunk from the rally class saying that i have severe leg pain...
ReplyDeleteYa da... the chlid in a man is a much better sight than a man in a child. I 2 miss ducktales and talespin.They were my favourates!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteRemember child is the father of man! Whatever we r now is due to the circumstances that brought us, even if its good or bad!
ReplyDeleteYa dude Child is the father of man...
ReplyDeleteBut my circumstances were so good that I am not good enough in that respect... I meant only the good qualities that I have
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