It was a week of holiday and I was in my hometown last week.
I noticed that almost all the swings in the gardens, where I used to play as a
kid, are now broken. Sad. But nobody asks for the swings to be fixed back. Isn’t
that very sad? I mean, how can children not like swings? Don’t they play in
these gardens anymore? And that is when I realized that perhaps children around
me do not know what magic feels like or what imagination is or what spontaneous
joys are!
It has been a very long time since I saw kids float a paper
boat in rainwater or play hide and seek around the houses or throw stones at
the muddy ponds or chase a butterfly or enjoy the thrill of reading comic
books.
The things which I can see or relate to kids today are
maddening exchange of cheat codes of a computer game or chasing deadlines of
hobby classes or deciding upon a burger order or throwing tantrums for a game
zone card.
It is depressing to see that all the activities that these
children seem to be busy with are planned to the minutest detail. No
spontaneity whatsoever. I feel children from small towns and rural areas are
more fortunate, for, they still have some fun activities to make their lives
more spontaneous.
I wish the little ones would calm down a bit, walk through
the life rather than running a rat race!
