Friday, November 2, 2012

Tears of Joy


A new baby is like the beginning of all things-wonder, hope, dream of possibilities 

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The tears trickling from the eyes of the mother when she first sees her child, the tear which makes a father feel proud , the tear which brings joy to the family & the tear which bestows happiness all around. These tears are no ordinary tears, these tears are the one which gives birth to a life, nonetheless, extends hope to lives.
The child himself doesn't experiences all the happiness, that is  brought along with him ,all the celebration & joy, that arrives along with him; the colours of his rainbow, remains in the heart & soul of his parents, and his innocence appeases the face of his kith & kins. These spectrum of emotions adorns his room. That small room is like a whole universe for the kid & his clinking and clanking are the only music which soothes the mother's anxiety. And, with motherly love & fatherly care the sapling starts  to flourish.

"Childhood is the world of miracle or of magic: it is as if creation rose luminously out of the night, all new and fresh and astonishing. Childhood is over the moment things are no longer astonishing. When the world gives you a feeling of "déjà vu," when you are used to existence, you become an adult"

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The sapling now starts  growing into an infant crawler,  crawling all over the space just like the blood, which keeps on flowing through our veins. For the mother , these are the moments of her life , but for child its nothing more than a game. A game where he is always a winner no matter how bad he plays.

Now, the sapling matures to a boy. He is cheerful & joyous, full of vigour & enthusiasm , filled with dreams about the sun & the moon, and eager to turn into a healthy tree. A boy starts walking to the school on his own .Cantering & galloping has taken place of crawling. He now, gets a chance to meet with other kids, others who are of his own kind, bought in this world with a lot of love & care. He gets a chance to know about all the different  theories of expansion & condensation. But, with every passing day as he grows, his tenderness keeps perishing, his clanking turns into chattering & his crawling subsides into dubious strolling & running. But, the kid is, still, lovable by all. Being ignorant about his past, benighted about the future, just entangled in his present. 

As the child begins retrograding with this phase of life & enters into the deliquesence of adolescence, the tears of joy also starts losing its relevance for him. At this point of time, he learns to prioritize his needs & assign medal to objects. For him now, everything has value, as,   for his knowledge allows him to select good over bad, just over inept, gold over dirt. Thus, he  starts weighing his opinions based on his "acquired" knowledge.All his expansion theories are now used to take all the important decisions of his life.  The "tears of joy" which once flew with his smile, now, seeks his presence. The mothers' heart still beats for the sapling's well-being &  the tear of joy keeps on flowing for the lost little sapling,for his love, for his affection and for his presence.....

Days have passed, months get changed but the tears of joy keeps on flowing waiting indeterminately for her lost sapling....

.........But , the sapling is no longer a sapling, it has matured into a fully grown tree, full of in-culpable theories & transcendental knowledge, making him "competent" of meeting his own needs, & valuing his judgement......



                        This goes on .........................
                                                                       .......................till the end of the journey!!!