Childhood

During the journey back home, I was engrossed in my childhood memories. Those beautiful days danced in front of my eyes and a tear almost rolled down my eyes. I felt embarrassed as fellow passengers stared at me and gossiped. Though I stopped thinking on those lines for that time, I couldn’t hold it for long enough. Photographs provide a great flashback of life and I decided to use it as my weapon. I found my old photo albums and past looked like heaven. Every photo of mine had one similarity, my SMILE. It was not because of the usual Cheese before a photograph is taken but rather because of the nature of childhood. There is no doubt that childhood is the golden era of one’s life, but my thoughts went ahead to think why is it so? It is not because that as a child you don’t have work (as your mind constantly keeps learning and every day is truly a new experience), but because no work is taken as burden. To add to it, you are true to yourself. This is one of the precious treasures of childhood. As a child you can laugh at any moment, you can cry anytime, you can fight at any time. Also whatever world thinks of you is immaterial to you. If you try to act in the same way today, you are termed as crazy. This doesn’t allow you to carry out your immature behaviour and you loose the contact with yourself. A child doesn’t detach himself from his self and attains the state of sainthood. No wonder CHILD is given the status of GOD