Tak Tak !! Bang bang sound in morning.
I am not sure how many of you might be familiar with it. But it was a sweet sound, which reminds me of a beautiful childhood of mine, a newspaper knocking on my balcony door, asking me to get up. I still remember the black rubber band, with which newspaper was bundled up, was something we relish collecting :).
But somehow, all these things are slowly being missed, or lost in the polluted winds of Delhi air; Or may be extra advanced tech world , made us forget about the beautiful essence the paper of newspaper held within.
Why it all strike to me today, and the credits goes to my lovely daughter, who by her innocent action made me feel, what was lost long ago. From last four years, we have stopped taking newspapers, there are many reasons behind it, in hush hush life, we rarely have time to hold that newspaper and get acquainted with the world, we like to hold our androids or ios instead, and read it on a go. And frankly I find space crunch in keeping those newspapers, which just find there place under my cupboard, or some lunch boxes. But that day, by some mean newspaper reached our place, I tried to take benefit of it and turned some pages and left it there, than my daughter while playing, spread the newspaper and laid down on it, and acted as if she is reading it. It stunned me, may be she will never know the importance of that piece of paper, cause her childhood wont experience what we did. What was an important part of our lives, will just be a soulless paper for her.
I really don't know, whats right here, are we moving in certain direction, leaving behind the legacy which was colorful, even though the newspaper had only black-white pictures, or missing those small parts of life, making us forget the roots of our being. Things are changing so fast, sometimes its difficult to catch pace of time, but than why there is hurry, haven't we always seen, we cant get it all, and what, we always tend to forget is its important to Live than Thrive for the unknown wealth, which cant Strive to the fate we behold, time and time, again and again!!!
MOMO-2
I am not sure how many of you might be familiar with it. But it was a sweet sound, which reminds me of a beautiful childhood of mine, a newspaper knocking on my balcony door, asking me to get up. I still remember the black rubber band, with which newspaper was bundled up, was something we relish collecting :).
But somehow, all these things are slowly being missed, or lost in the polluted winds of Delhi air; Or may be extra advanced tech world , made us forget about the beautiful essence the paper of newspaper held within.
Why it all strike to me today, and the credits goes to my lovely daughter, who by her innocent action made me feel, what was lost long ago. From last four years, we have stopped taking newspapers, there are many reasons behind it, in hush hush life, we rarely have time to hold that newspaper and get acquainted with the world, we like to hold our androids or ios instead, and read it on a go. And frankly I find space crunch in keeping those newspapers, which just find there place under my cupboard, or some lunch boxes. But that day, by some mean newspaper reached our place, I tried to take benefit of it and turned some pages and left it there, than my daughter while playing, spread the newspaper and laid down on it, and acted as if she is reading it. It stunned me, may be she will never know the importance of that piece of paper, cause her childhood wont experience what we did. What was an important part of our lives, will just be a soulless paper for her.
I really don't know, whats right here, are we moving in certain direction, leaving behind the legacy which was colorful, even though the newspaper had only black-white pictures, or missing those small parts of life, making us forget the roots of our being. Things are changing so fast, sometimes its difficult to catch pace of time, but than why there is hurry, haven't we always seen, we cant get it all, and what, we always tend to forget is its important to Live than Thrive for the unknown wealth, which cant Strive to the fate we behold, time and time, again and again!!!
MOMO-2
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