
There is a famous saying "God speaks from a kid's mouth". Sometimes you are made to believe it is true.
A 5 year old girl playing in my lap while I talk to my female friend I have started to get interested in suddenly shoots up and says " You are talking to your wife, Right!!!" It was never a question. She wouldn't even know what wife means but she said as if she knew we are getting married.
Somehow the kids just know it. They would call a perfect stranger thief, bad uncle, some movie villain. And sometimes they would just come and hug and a peck on the cheek followed by " you just became my friend". Hello!!! Did I ask for it? Do I want to be your friend? How on earth does the kid know that I wanted to lift her the very moment I saw her? How on earth would she know that a complete stranger she called some baddie, actually is? How on earth would she know what is going to happen? And they just say that, out of nowhere, THEY JUST SAY THAT.
They would tell you what even you can't sense, they would see what you wo
n't see, they can foresee what even you can't. They will sometimes lead you out of your misery. Kids indeed are mark of God. The tiniest part of life, is actually the biggest impact. Those tiny little hands when hold you, embrace just half of your body, kiss you on the cheek, look at you with THOSE eyes...the whole body crumbles, the soul starts to melt.
I am very fond of kids, somehow they also like me ( am I Blessed or am I BLESSED !! ). May be because there is always a kid in me too. The innocence of the antics, the smile on their fall, the warmth of their touch, the bundle of energy across the room, on the couch, rolling on the floor, jumping on the bed......THIS MY FRIEND IS LIFE.
and Life at its best. Kids can make you forget everything, they can make you laugh without even knowing they want to. They can make you cry by just a look, the look of life asking you to pick her up in your arms. They can make you angry with yourself when they would be awake late night just to see you and whisper in your ear " Dad, why don't you quit that job, they make you work too much". and Just then you realize you were actually partying late. Imagine the heart cry out loud the moment you see your kid asking something like that to you. Imagine the smile they would give you while you leave for office, makes my day always. Imagine how they look up to you as an example, as someone to follow, and you come back home drunk. Imagine you coughing cigarettes and they would give you their cough syrup. "Dad, have this! It will cure you. Imagine being the speaker who could move the masses by his words and becoming speechless when his kid asks, "Dad why do you and mom fight every night?.
Ohh..my God....I feel like crying till I give up. They can make the heartless, FEEL. They can make any pain go away. They will come and wipe your tears and say the same words you would say when they had a fall. "Dad, you are a brave boy, Right ??? You should not cry. Good boys never cry.
Ohh..my God....I feel like crying till I give up. They can make the heartless, FEEL. They can make any pain go away. They will come and wipe your tears and say the same words you would say when they had a fall. "Dad, you are a brave boy, Right ??? You should not cry. Good boys never cry.
They are the most powerful beings on this planet and will always be. If there is any solace, any innocence left in this life then believe me you will only get with them.
Those little things are what matters to me most in my life. Not just mine. Not just a girl child. Being a father I am of course biased, but boys can sometimes be cute too. Always wanted to adopt one, still do...REALLY. I hope to fulfill my dream someday, may be soon.
The Tiniest form of life is ......actually the biggest one.
Can't write anymore.........time out.

2 comments:
ah... KIDS!!!
p.s: and THIS indeed is quite uncanny!!
truth..and touching, but..
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