The dusty pale evenings, when I come back home carrying the heaviness of knowledge on my shoulders that always ached with a rash of red lines on both sides… I would wait for your call, snacking on the rusks and a steaming tea thickened with fresh cow’s milk. With my messed up two side plaits with the ribbons on I would run in to your arms as compassionately as I would do it to my sisters if I ever had… the box games, the kitchen games and many other deeds… I would still remember us climbing on the trees to pluck mangoes guavas and wax apples carrying it in the bundle of the skirts we wore. The days when we waited for the sugar candy seller’s bell and the run without slippers through the rocks and stones and mud to catch him, getting the candy in a news paper cone and walking back to home with blushing giggles…
It was different. Way very different. Things had changed
a lot through these couple of decades. People are more arrogant and self
centered. Even the sun is harsh and hard. What changed it all? Where did it go
wrong? There doesn’t exist anything ordinary in anyone’s lives. Regardless of
the fact that ordinary was the thing -The original, most pure and harmless. When
we try to divert our lives to modernity, shortening the roads to the minute
switches or touches on a hand phone we are literally missing the beauty that
used to make us cheer through the whole way we travel to fulfill our needs… the
crystal clear streams that we jumped over, the log bridges, the woods, the
lakes, the green patches the water falls… the butterflies that confused our
path..the dragon flies..the bees..the birds the wild flowers, what a vibrant
scene! I wish I get another chance to watch it just once at least…
I could find myself evolved over time in some ways, but I
know how much I value the real stuffs. How much I love to get rid of the
irritations that technologies present with pride and simply enjoy the coolness
of the water in the old pond beside the old temple we always used to visit. The
emerald green pond abode to tiny fishes and weeds. The way the water massage the
feet, the sound of mantras the priest chants with the bells ringing and the
divine smell of camphor and incense from the temple rejuvenate to the depths is
totally an out-of-the-universe feeling, aaah, that deep fill of fresh and
fragrant air!!! I wish if I cans store a little of it in a box for my children.
What I understood about this era is that’s its digging an
easy way to death by leading an easy life. No hardship, no struggles and
absolutely no idea about how to be humane. The whole affair revolves around
finite expensive toys. Majority of the mankind take birth with half-grown brain
and character defects. Children know superheroes, monsters and aliens but not
their uncle’s aunts and neighbors. It beeps when the weather updates in the
smart phone, but they never tend to spare a few minutes to observe the beauty
of the sky turning in to dark, dragging the moist wind from some long distance,
the leafs and even dust blown in the air concluding to pour down all in a
sudden washing away every single dirt from both body and mind. A Total
purification! How blessed are we by the nature. It’s all wasted and left out to
perish, silly and unwanted.
The modern parents have made themselves a slave out of
their parenthood. They work day and night earn and spent it on whatever their
children obstinate which becomes manure for a child’s over stubbornness. They
are all growing spoilt. One thing we should all keep in mind regardless of how
much we love and care for our children is this that a need always fulfilled
would turn them lazy and crazy. They find it as a technique to have themselves
done nothing to gain something. Let them know about the hardship you take to
get your children things they want. Teach them to know the value of everything,
including relationships. Allow them to work hard and get things what they want
so that they would treasure it for their life. It’s not nice to sacrifice your
whole life for your children. It’s a sin; it would turn in to a curse to them.
Don’t spoil your health and youth to build a promising life for your offsprings.
Rather live life wisely and happily, loving each other and everyone, showing
kindness and compassion, being emotional at times, hug, kiss, cry. They are not
your life; they are, yes but a part of your life. Bring the real stuffs out,
make life visible to your children and they would learn from it, which will
eventually make them grow with wisdom. It is your duty to raise your children
but its not your duty to mislead them. A person becomes strong through hard
work and determination. If you feed them whenever they cry, you are literally
closing the door for them to be on their own destiny. Let them wander, let them
fall, let them get up without a helping hand and there you build a wise person and
there you become a real parent. Turn back and look at the initial days of your
marriage and now! You would find a huge difference in the both. You would see a
pair of love birds transformed in to a pair of robots. Don’t let that happen to
you because even this affects your children, they grow watching you. They observe
everything. You are their role models. So be a good life partner, love, do
things together, understand and do your duties. That’s it!
I think it’s time to go back and adapt the olden styles.
We bring back the fashion. We yells “stay classy.!!”. Let’s implement the way
of living too in the olden way. Let’s go to farming and fishing, let’s travel
in country boats and carts, lets barter. How simple it is. I plant tomatoes, you plant potatoes. You give
me three potatoes in exchange of three tomatoes and there will be rice
planters, wheat planters, Coconut planters, fruit planters, we do the same with
every one of them, thus we build a stronger society, helping is what? A smile
on the face, a tear in the eyes, it’s the real happiness. Lets row the boat, lets
tug a cart and lets don’t fight over oil and coal. Why is life getting
expensive? Because of the demand. Why are certain things high on demand? Because
of the usage. If you don’t buy cars the same number as the members in the
family, Sir. Saddam Hussein would be still alive, living happily with his
children and grand children. Iraq would have been one among the paradises on
earth. Why war? War is a byproduct of
Greed. I only have this single line explanation for this. Nothing else! So let’s
transform back to the classic ways and everything will be sorted out. I know
this will sound impractical; you may point your finger at me. I admit, I am
ready to go back and live a peaceful life. I understand that things had changed
so much and its hard to take a step down. But I give this word, a step down
from this crazy world would help you gain a lite head. It’s the only way to
simplify life. Let’s don’t strive. Just say No to science and inventions. The world
would still have remained a paradise, if god fixed a smaller brain in the human
skulls..!!
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