Those were the days...

Last few months as am back in the work circuit, with so called grown up mature people, there are so many things I notice that are different and beyond my understanding.

I still remember the days when as a kid emotions were so simple, we would first just ask for what we want with a simple cute innocent face, if denied we will be angry, mad, or simply make a face and not speak a single word but will make it felt that yes, we did not like being denied what we wanted and in extremes will cry. But, making us laugh again was also as easy.

And we did, if we were sad we cried, if we were happy we laughed. Same as we grew up, though the palette of emotions was larger than it used to be, but yes, it was still discernible, openly expressible and soon forgotten.

But, as we grow up, I wonder why we suppress these emotions, why we hide, why we find it embarrassing that a certain someone makes you smile, or a certain someone makes you cry. Why do we have to make these emotions a private affair? Wasn't the world and life simpler when we wold just shout at a friend, call him or her a liar and next day, be playing with the same person, yesterday's events all forgotten? I see people having hush hush talks in the corner of the toilet, I see someone crying to themselves in some abandoned zone, I see people creating and recreating scenarios in their mind looking for the right opportunity to convey a simple thing that they want to tell someone.

I want those days back when I could simply make a face and say I don't like 'lauki ki sabji', or teacher I did not do my homework, I had a stomach ache. Or I don't like you,'Katti!'. The days that were simple, innocent and the days when I was me and so was everyone...