Childhood is said to be the best stage of a human life cycle. Today when I was listening a famous song of Jagjeet Singh- “Wo Kagaz ki kashti, wo barish ka paani”, I just wanted to remember and capture all the memorable moments and golden days of my childhood. When I was a kid, I always used to think of earning and enjoying like other elders of the family. Today I am earning and enjoying but still I am missing those feelings which I use to carry in childhood. This is probably due to the fact that every enjoying moments today is followed by some kind of tension but as a kid I never had a post enjoyment worries.
When we were kid, dining tables, bed and sofas were used to be our hills for trekking, boundary walls were the best place for rappelling and kitchen was always used for eye spy game. Whenever it was raining, we used to run with our paper boats keeping one big ant in that (as a seller). Study room was always full of books, toys and some hidden games. Playing video games whole night with my elder brother without mummy-papa noticing, was one of the special adventures for both of us. Playing with a stone on the road considering it a football and every 4th or 5th month demanding a pair of new school shoes was something for which I always used to get a dose of loud but sweet voice of my father. Every morning when mummy was proved to be a savior helping me to get ready for school, the same time papa used to help me preparing the knot of my school tie and instructing me to avoid fighting and controlling my anger.
But the moment which I can never forget is naming our school teacher after the famous bollywood villains and the some of the most popular names among them were Prem Chopra, Ranjit, Kalia and Gabbar. Finishing others Tiffin box before lunch break, copying home work before entry of KALIA and asking him for a favor in person reminding him about my fatherJ (he was student of my father in graduation and post graduation) were something which still bring a cute smile on my face. Sharing a ride on LML VESPA with papa-mummy was more thrilling and exciting than travelling with them in our car today.
But the moment which I can never forget is naming our school teacher after the famous bollywood villains and the some of the most popular names among them were Prem Chopra, Ranjit, Kalia and Gabbar. Finishing others Tiffin box before lunch break, copying home work before entry of KALIA and asking him for a favor in person reminding him about my fatherJ (he was student of my father in graduation and post graduation) were something which still bring a cute smile on my face. Sharing a ride on LML VESPA with papa-mummy was more thrilling and exciting than travelling with them in our car today.
Today I just try doing all the things that I use to do for fun, MASTI and recapture of my youth. But still age is coming in faster than we wish. We were the angels with pure heart then. There were no places for unhealthy competition among friends, blaming others for any kind of loss and no disappointing comments especially when friends used to share the same seat with a pretty girl:). Sometimes it really sounds strange when you try something out of box like a kid and somebody comments- “dude, grow up, you are not a kid but a mature person”. Is age really a factor to restrict your masti and fun full of innocence? If yes, I would be more than happy to be called an immature.
कड़ी धूप में अपने घर से निकलना |
वो चिड़िया वो बुलबुल वो तितली पकड़ना ||
वो गुडिया की शादी में लड़ना झगड़ना |
वो झूलों से गिरना वो गिर के संभालना ||
वो पीतल के छल्लों के प्यारे से तोहफे |
वो टूटी हुई चूड़ियों की निशानी ||
ये दौलत भी ले लो , ये शोहरत भी ले लो |भले छीन लो मुझसे मेरी जवानी ||मगर मुझको लौटा दो बचपन का सावन |वो कागज़ की कश्ती , वो बारिश का पानी ||