Sunday morning musings.
Yet, children remain exuberant and boisterous.
When the heartless Sun has sullied all your adult spirit and the humid stiff air has suffocated your adult desires.
It leads me to ponder – were we all this dexterous to begin with? and slowly over the years as we accumulated more wisdom and poise, we lost out on our resilience.
As adults, we get busy scheduling joy into our lives, whereas the children live in an ever joyous state!
We do not want them to waste time. We want our children to value time, study hard and compete in this complex world.
For them time is priceless and spending time in rain or shine, with friends or foes is what counts.
Life is made of simple joys like spoiling clothes and a box of toys.
We dream of buying plots and cars, they are happy to build blocks and have fake wars.
We strive to secure a future so great.
But present becomes a misery, and then it gets too late.
Should we all not learn a lesson or two. Learn from our kids, rather than telling them what to do.
We call them vulnerable and immature, and still they are are the only ones who enjoy the precious gift called life and for the moment, they care.