Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UPP!!!!! Yes, I am talking to you! No, not the one who is reading the post,I know you are awake. You are reading this aren't you. I am asking the little kid to wake up. Don't know when it happened, or exactly how it happened; but it just happened. All of a sudden. Out of nowhere. The little kid just slept off. And never woke up.
Or was it a gradual process? Shedding its consciousness, bit-by-bit. And finally, dozing off into an eternal slumber. Forgotten in some unseen corner. The little kid, who was once full of colours and life, is just lying in one corner. Idle. Dusty. Don't look around, I am talking to you MISTER! You put that bubbly piece of joy to sleep!
Which kid? Still don't get it? Well, the answer to that Million Dollar question is......... YOU!
Alright alright, enough of blah-blah-blah, buk-buk-buk. I get really bored and totally annoying when I start to digress. So let's hit the point, straight-drive! I am talking about you, when you were a little kid. Remember those days? Remember the joy, the carefree wonder, the miracle believer, the dare-devil and sometimes even the touch-me-not. The original version; no moulding, no chisling, the plain and simple version. The innocent person, who didn't know the laws of the world. Where is that little fellow?
And I ask so because I really miss those people. I am frustrated whenever the little kid falls asleep. Afraid if people stare at me, or laugh at me. Am I doing things right? Will my friends approve of me? Have I impressed them? I this good enough for the society? Is it alright if I laugh now? Can I smile now? Am I supposed to be sad? Am I supposed to be afraid? Will it seem weird if I do this? ARGHHHH!!! I WOULD RATHER DO NOTHING AT ALL! What is worse then being a slave to the norms of society. A mere robot who is dictated by EVERYTHING BUT YOU!
How bad can things get? We all have a guide with us. Someone who knows for certain, right from wrong. Our dear friend, whom I call Conscience (Co-incidence, so does the English dictionary!) But today nobody listens to that. Nobody talks to their conscience anymore, because if someone looks at you, he/she will think that you are talking to yourself and might throw you is a mental asylum. We are nothing but slaves. And not just slaves, as in those who are obliged to do as their master demands. We are slaves of a worse category. We are those who have to do things out of fear!
Things seem worse? Well, seems you will have to find a new word for negativity, because that's where things are heading. Ok, let me explain. Look back, really back..... And now answer this question: What do you want to become when you grow up? What was your answer? Doctor? Police-man? Superman? Yeah, that is what you may have said out loud. But what was it that you said to yourself? "The Doctor, who cures the most deadly diseases with a flick of his finger and saves the world on a daily basis!", "The policeman, who strikes fear in the hearts of every person with the slightest trace of guilt in his heart. The legend who brought to his knees the scariest, and the most evilest criminal of all". That was what you all wanted to become! SUPERHEROES! LEGENDS! Have you ever seen a little kid say he/she wants to become an engineer?
Now it's official - It is a tragedy! Because we have put to sleep, along with the little kid, the one thing that drives us. Ambition - Our personal Nuclear Energy! Nobody wants to save the world now. Nobody even dreams of all that. Now our brains are pre-occupied with the exams up ahead, and at best - a good salary. 3 digit marks and 6 digit salary, end of story.
The little kid didn't want that to be the ending of its story. The little kid wanted an adventure. Miracles, magic, a superhero who turns the super-villain inside-out, save the princess and have one heck of an ending. It was never just happily ever after. It was tons and tons of crackers, explosion, music, applause, laughter and an eternity of celebration. Millions of people cheering for us as we wave from the top of some tower, or something. Where did that go? Our dreams have fallen asleep huh?
Well there is only one person who can save us from this crisis. Is it a bird? Is it an aeroplane? No, its THE LITTLE KID! Wake that dare-devil up, and laugh your ass off. Don't give a bird-poop for what your neighbour thinks. Live your life, be yourself and have the journey of a lifetime. Have the adventure you have always dreamt of. Give that fear in your heart piece of yourself. Rock and Roll!!!
Let me end this post of mine, with my usual personal touch. I am a little kid, and I always will be. Don't stare when you see me talking to myself, because I do that all the time! Bah - I flap my hands all crazy and fly across the seven seas! I am a super-hero who will stop at nothing but saving the world! Call me crazy, I don't care. For I am...... The Little Kid!
And once again, the Day is Saved. Thanks to "THE LITTLE KID" (A thousand points if you recognize this dialogue!!!)
Love
Or was it a gradual process? Shedding its consciousness, bit-by-bit. And finally, dozing off into an eternal slumber. Forgotten in some unseen corner. The little kid, who was once full of colours and life, is just lying in one corner. Idle. Dusty. Don't look around, I am talking to you MISTER! You put that bubbly piece of joy to sleep!
Which kid? Still don't get it? Well, the answer to that Million Dollar question is......... YOU!
Alright alright, enough of blah-blah-blah, buk-buk-buk. I get really bored and totally annoying when I start to digress. So let's hit the point, straight-drive! I am talking about you, when you were a little kid. Remember those days? Remember the joy, the carefree wonder, the miracle believer, the dare-devil and sometimes even the touch-me-not. The original version; no moulding, no chisling, the plain and simple version. The innocent person, who didn't know the laws of the world. Where is that little fellow?
And I ask so because I really miss those people. I am frustrated whenever the little kid falls asleep. Afraid if people stare at me, or laugh at me. Am I doing things right? Will my friends approve of me? Have I impressed them? I this good enough for the society? Is it alright if I laugh now? Can I smile now? Am I supposed to be sad? Am I supposed to be afraid? Will it seem weird if I do this? ARGHHHH!!! I WOULD RATHER DO NOTHING AT ALL! What is worse then being a slave to the norms of society. A mere robot who is dictated by EVERYTHING BUT YOU!
How bad can things get? We all have a guide with us. Someone who knows for certain, right from wrong. Our dear friend, whom I call Conscience (Co-incidence, so does the English dictionary!) But today nobody listens to that. Nobody talks to their conscience anymore, because if someone looks at you, he/she will think that you are talking to yourself and might throw you is a mental asylum. We are nothing but slaves. And not just slaves, as in those who are obliged to do as their master demands. We are slaves of a worse category. We are those who have to do things out of fear!
Things seem worse? Well, seems you will have to find a new word for negativity, because that's where things are heading. Ok, let me explain. Look back, really back..... And now answer this question: What do you want to become when you grow up? What was your answer? Doctor? Police-man? Superman? Yeah, that is what you may have said out loud. But what was it that you said to yourself? "The Doctor, who cures the most deadly diseases with a flick of his finger and saves the world on a daily basis!", "The policeman, who strikes fear in the hearts of every person with the slightest trace of guilt in his heart. The legend who brought to his knees the scariest, and the most evilest criminal of all". That was what you all wanted to become! SUPERHEROES! LEGENDS! Have you ever seen a little kid say he/she wants to become an engineer?
Now it's official - It is a tragedy! Because we have put to sleep, along with the little kid, the one thing that drives us. Ambition - Our personal Nuclear Energy! Nobody wants to save the world now. Nobody even dreams of all that. Now our brains are pre-occupied with the exams up ahead, and at best - a good salary. 3 digit marks and 6 digit salary, end of story.
The little kid didn't want that to be the ending of its story. The little kid wanted an adventure. Miracles, magic, a superhero who turns the super-villain inside-out, save the princess and have one heck of an ending. It was never just happily ever after. It was tons and tons of crackers, explosion, music, applause, laughter and an eternity of celebration. Millions of people cheering for us as we wave from the top of some tower, or something. Where did that go? Our dreams have fallen asleep huh?
Well there is only one person who can save us from this crisis. Is it a bird? Is it an aeroplane? No, its THE LITTLE KID! Wake that dare-devil up, and laugh your ass off. Don't give a bird-poop for what your neighbour thinks. Live your life, be yourself and have the journey of a lifetime. Have the adventure you have always dreamt of. Give that fear in your heart piece of yourself. Rock and Roll!!!
Let me end this post of mine, with my usual personal touch. I am a little kid, and I always will be. Don't stare when you see me talking to myself, because I do that all the time! Bah - I flap my hands all crazy and fly across the seven seas! I am a super-hero who will stop at nothing but saving the world! Call me crazy, I don't care. For I am...... The Little Kid!
And once again, the Day is Saved. Thanks to "THE LITTLE KID" (A thousand points if you recognize this dialogue!!!)
Love
Wonderful article :-)
ReplyDeletethanku thanku thanku!!!
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DeleteLiked your thought flow..ur post feels like more of a speech than an article(no offence..that is how it sounds when I write too..;)), maybe u could work on that or make this ur style..ur choice..:)
ReplyDeletebut "the Little Kid" is an early realisation which will help you through out life..:)