Down the Memory Lane on Children's Day

When life’s mundane chaos drives me crazy, I turn to Kushagra (my nephew). He smiles. He waits while his gaze invites me in a whole new universe. It is an open enticement. He smiles yet again. The qualms begin to squander. Here’s to days when….

• Race implied disagreeing about who ran the quickest.
• Monetary matters were dealt by whoever was the financier in Monopoly.
• It wasn't peculiar to have more than one best friend. (I had 4 – Anju, My sis, my mom and God!)
• Being aged denoted anyone more than the age of 20.
• You could find out if somebody loved you enough by plucking flower petals.
• Decisions were taken by singing out aloud or mind thinking - “teeny-meeny-miney-mo."
• It was magical when dad’s pockets would pop out candies.
• No one was more beautiful than Mommy. (For me, still no one is!)
• Injuries and bruises were kissed by mommy or daddy and made fine.
• It was a huge deal to at last be big and tall enough to ride the "only for big people" rides at the children’s park.
• Wholehearted lifetime promises and commitments were completed with cross-my-heart-and-hope-to-die.
• Sunday mornings invariably meant taking a bath and watching Ramayana or Mahabharata.
• One “katti” would lead to minutes of hostility between friends while one “mucchi” would mean friendship for a lifetime.
• Whirling around, getting woozy and falling down would lead to irrepressible giggles.
• Water balloons were the eventual weapon.
• Consuming medicines meant orange-savored chewable calcium tablets.
• A lie didn't add up if our fingers were crossed.
• Cakes, pastries, chocolates and ice creams were thought to be a fundamental food group.

This one's dedicated to all my lil angels - Pogu, Eva, Ira, Akshaya, Siyo, Aditi, Gauri, Navya,Pranav,Aditya, Ajinkya, Manya and all the lovely adorable kids in this world. Happy Children’s Day to all. Let’s always keep the child within us alive.

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