MISSING YOU

MISSING YOU

Most of us feel / long for something that we do miss. I key down better and faster than I do pen. But when I did pen I used to write dairy every day and go through it in week end. When I am keying I couldn’t write anything; as well no time to turn back to give some thoughts. In life we all have an unspeakable secrets, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream, an unforgettable Love and un-get-at-able Chilhood. I do have all these. Though all the prior things are sensitive and differ person to person. The later, comes prior in our life, "Childhood" remains almost same for most of the people. At last, I have some time to key in the wistful thing I wish for though I won’t get it back "Childhood". 

 

A small town filled with greenaries and ECO free air as our clean hearted neighbours. Those days of mine doesn’t differ much from my generation. Those who had a TV is big shots, the one who is land lards. We had only two TV in my whole street. I could sign in anybody’s house in that street without giving any prior notice. Today even to goto my relative's house I am supposed to inform them; well in advance to keep their lips smiling. 

 

Every one in that street knew me as it did other way around. Today I don’t know who the buddy is in my next flat as it does the other way around. We own the street we play on the road. No ground, no cricket, no video game, nothing else. All are traditional games, of my town atleast. Kannaamoochi (Lost and found), “Thottu vilayaattu” (Shame!!, Being an S.W Engineer without even knowing the equivalent English name of this game; post me if you know) middle monkey, masa bandhu (Other name is 7 stone). We played hard and studied hardly. Those moments of sharing just a small chocolate with two or three persons tasted delicious and gave lot more happiness than all these buffets in rocking restaurants. 

TV’s were our cheer girls on those days. It was virtue to us. It was complete hangout over week ends. I used to goto my landlord’s house to watch TV. One film per week, 30 min Oliyum Oliyu.m I didn’t even left Vayalum vaalvum. I love to listen to the DD ad. And sound in between ads. I loved TV like anything. Once we watched 3 colored rainbow that is been relayed more than an hour with out even knowing that is the screen that is been displayed when no proper signal is detected. Those days deploying the antenna in a house take their status to new heights. Cricket, watching it completely from first ball till the presentation without even understanding what the game is. I could buy a home theater which would break my neighbor's walls but do I get that happiness, which I got it in a old model TV. TV remains same; more over it got much better and enriched. But I lost something which gave me happiness and making me to enjoy.

I could enjoy everything. Everything was fun on those days though I didn’t understand; and because I didn’t understand. When I know and understand things now, watching Cricket gives me pressure, when our team does in the game. Along with understanding and maturity, I got all these unwanted Tension and long busy days. I want to grow yes I want to grow young. I love and wish to unlearn these all and get back my happiness and fun what I had. 

Miss you “Childhood”.