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To, Dear Child in me…


Dear child in me..

First of all, Happy Children's Day..

You are an awesome personality. The way you look upon the world is just wow. Your way of talking, laughing, playing and not being judgemental at all make you really special. It is the quality of easily forgiving and letting it go in you that I always attempt to copy. Being such unaware of frowns or frauds is a blessing you have. You are a free person as your thoughts never bothered to go along with the theory of scare resources. You have it all which is why you are the most cherished part of my life.

 I am writing to you today because I am missing you. I seriously believe that life is the way you do. The phase in my life when you lead me I had a wonderful life. Mine was a stress-free life though I was not even educated enough to get a job. I was playful and joyful from within. I still feel like playing with a balloon, though I need to save those pennies for some other use which may be more practical and sensible. I still love to laugh like a crazy fellow, though the fellow beings would mind my doing that. The little house I used to make with anything while playing gave me far more pleasure than the 3BHK I have moved in now. You could be just what you are before anyone at any time with no reason to think what others would think and I seriously crave for being so impure. When I was You, I was akin to a free bird at least for my thoughts. When I was You, I had no complaints or regrets in life. Your grinning can blow away all the groans and moans and sobs.  

Please don’t go away for the reason that I have kept you buried inside. I know you are now afraid of coming out as I have suppressed you very harsh for taking my seat in the practical world. I have been not nourishing you very well for a long time now. But I also know you are a sweetheart forget all that and forgive me.

Honestly telling, I am still just You from within. In due course of life, I have to overlook you often to get on with my responsibilities. There are reasons I cannot behave silly and funny all the time which but that does not mean I am liking it this way. Though I am not supposed to be You, I love you and I will always let you buzzing in me from inside. Take my wink on your side every time I pretend to be not like you and keep blossoming the giggles and chuckles in my heart.  
We are mates for the lifetime and I won’t ever let you go!

Yours hee-haw mate…


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