Its really funny how small incidents can trigger inexplicable thoughts and lead you to a completely glorified cogitation.
Today I was playing with my nephew, Sahil, just 1 and a half year old. I made him burst into peals of laughter with my stupid antics...it doesn't take much to make a child laugh. He, in turn, made me smile...a word to treasure!
All of a sudden, he started hitting me....for no reason at all...he slapped me thrice before me getting my face away from him. And what did I do? I just picked him up and pecked him on the cheek. That's that, nothing more , nothing less...
Later, when the whimsical incident just breezed my insomniac thoughts, I wondered....there was no ire, no repentance, no sorry's, no forgiveness...nothing..no expectations...WHY? Was he expected to do that, and was I expected to react the way I did?
Juxtaposing the incident on the broad palette of life and everyday happenings, if a similar or milder experience met me in the overcrowded mumbai locals....
For those who are not aware of the mumbai locals(trains, lifeline of mumbai), it's the daily dose that the city has prescribed to us. We just can't live without them. Fighting a battle in Kurukshetra would have been much easier than to get in a crowded train, i suppose....a little exaggerated you say...i say, just a little!! Your nasal senses are filled up by the invigorating mixture of various sweaty smells as you hang on to your dear life, balancing on your left foot while the right one is rightly entangled somewhere....where...you don't care....as long as the limb is still attached to your torso.
Coming back to the original source of digression, a gentle shove in these overcrowded locals can sometimes lead to the biggest of fights...and could bring up your mom, dad and many others who are not physically present at the site...in the form of abuses you must have guessed. Thinking about it, we have just forgotten to forget and forgive....or did we have that in us, anytime at all?? Unlike a child, who fights and patches up the next minute to smile at you and draw attention no matter how hard you got on him earlier.
Is it so hard to overlook, to go beyond the usual and stay calm...
Is it so difficult to be ignorant of the little sufferance and let it pass, considering the fact that you may never see or hear from the pain causer again....
Is it so painful to adjust, when you are aware that you have to live in this very life with the very set of people we call family and friends.....
Is it so tormenting to forget yourself for a moment and look at the world from somebody else's eyes.....
EASIER SAID THAN DONE.......
Wish we were children yaar...wish we were!! No shame, no blame, laughing, crying, enjoying!! Drawing attention no matter what we do, with the silliest antics, with the cutest pranks.
Every time I see my nephew, he makes me smile....I feel like cuddling with him, holding him tight!! Wish I could trip over my apprehensions and put a brake to my reservations and feel the same about the rest of the world....wishful thinking!!!
