They say – “A picture speaks a thousand words”, well perhaps they meant a picture like this! Something about this photograph held me with fascination, although as simple as it looks, it does speak a lot in its own undertones thoughts. Some of the emotions which came up soon as I saw these pictures were innocence, a smile, the spirit of a child with no inhibitions, the aspirations which know no bounds, the ability to express what the child likes and not having a second thought about expressing it, the belief that you can be everything you want to and a lot more. There are a few other emotions that crept in as well, a small sense of cynicism trying to say it is a nice dream but definitely hard to follow. I wonder sometimes if whether this is the process of becoming an adult and then another question comes in, What if I don’t want to be an adult?
Well! Call me crazy but I would certainly love all the above emotions of a child, especially the beauty of innocence and the ability to express it in such a beautiful manner, such gait and poise which I don’t seem to find it at ease. It gets me thinking, what were the childhood dreams? At some point I wanted to be a cricketer, some other point wanted to a bureaucrat, a carom player, a poet, a writer, an artist and so on.. And I try to wonder what happened to those dreams! I still play cricket, I don’t think I want to be a bureaucrat anymore, I still play carom and of course you are already fed up of my writing by now. I think most dreams have changed their course and some very exciting things have come up in life, some of which I was able to welcome with open arms, some not so much. But at each point I realized something really fascinating – Most of these things were the things I had never really thought about consciously but yet they were there, they were there as a part of childhood, as a part of growing up, as a part of defining who I am and what I want to be. I agree the dreams have changed forms but they are still there.
I think most times we also put in reins, to try and contain our dreams, to be more “Practical” and makes me ask – “Look where it got us”. It makes me wonder, if I was practical all my life, I would have never quit my job, I would have never found a way to relive a lot of these dreams like writing, connecting to people, being who I want to be, I would have been someone who I would at contempt. I would not be disappointed, I would not even be angry, I would just keep saying – “I wish”. But I guess those words have killed a lot more dreams than we think, a lot more thoughts that have been nipped at the bud. But I guess there is almost always a certain way to relive our childhood dreams. We sometimes probably have to touch base with them, see how we can integrate them in our lives.
I do agree that most of them sound stupid, but that’s the fun of it. Let it be stupid, let it be meaningless, you don’t even have to worry whether it is going to be beneficial to you. Just do it, cos it is a dream you had and it deserves that chance and you deserve that choice of happiness. There is a lot more that the child had seen in you than you do today!