Infinite

via Daily Prompt: Infinite

For those of you who are about 30+ years of age, I would love to rewind your life a few decades. I’m sure you have all reached your fascinating childhood. Now, that the stage is set, we could all refresh our memories from those fun filled days.

I guess the main characters and stage would all be the same, with minor differences in the screen play and directions. I’m sure we’ll all be able to relate to the story.

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Those were the days of love, infinite love, from different people, pouring through all tiny winy gaps and gushing down our home like a huge waterfall and flooding our house. Families and people had time for each other and were involved with the day to day activities of one another. People could just bump into you on a street and talk to you for hours. There was no “fixing up” time to talk. Talking was free. Politeness and courteousness was a way of life. Respect was earned, and not demanded. Love was abundant, and could be tapped into, anytime. Mother was an ATM (Any Time Mother), always accessible. When you got back from school, she was ready with snacks and a hot cup of milk. She was the all in one story book of Panchatantra, Aesop’s fables and all moral values. She was also an MP3 player, who would sing soothing lullabies to put you to sleep.  Dad would don the role of a story teller to stroke and kindle your imagination. Siblings always shared the responsibility, work and playtime. They would enjoy the healthy bickering and a verbal row or battle. Power black outs, with no generators, would be family time. All showcasing their talents of singing, mimicking, sharing jokes and the like. Schooling was enjoyable with not much pressure or competition. Walk the talk with friends, on the way to school. The teachers were more friendly and approachable. Most importantly, there was safety of people, because there was love present in the environment. Angels of love, spreading joy and cheer in the form of family, friends, and near and dear ones.

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I will not get into the present day scenario as we could well compare our childhood days with the kind of lives we lead now. I’m sure, those of you who are able to relate to this, are wondering; when we let the angels of love to get replaced by the little devils of the “e world”, who lured us into their claws. We are all stuck in the quick sand, in the land of the little devils, who entice us to follow them, overlooking the needs of our little kiddos or family. We are unable to grab the hands of the beautiful angels who are extending their hands of support and love, as our hands are busy with the phones, tablets, laptops and the list could go on and on. Sad, but true.

This is an open invitation to all of you. I’m sure many of you are already aware of the side effects of the e world and have already started the weaning process. For those of you, who haven’t, start with your home in spreading joy and infinite love. Let us all together, seep through the nook and corner of every household in the world. Let us make the world, infinitely lovable and encompass every home with the love light.

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9 thoughts on “Infinite

  1. What a lovely tribute to nostalgia and childhood, Deepika! You are right, everyone’s story is pretty much on the same lines, just a slight difference in the setting and people. It was a simple life with the only trait in abundance – love. Loved the bit that spoke about ATM (Any Time Mother), we just were always sure that she would be home with yummy delicacies laced with lots of love. Another factor was trust, we, as children were let to wander off to play in the neighborhood and sometimes a little beyond that too, knowing fully well that nothing could go wrong, a sad factor that I cannot reciprocate it with my own children.
    This world needs love and lots of it, the rest is sure to follow!

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  2. gururaghavendrasevashrama

    Nostalgic…….memories of days gone by………hoping …..for those days to come……feeling sad for they are gone for ever.

    A blog which strums and makes the heart dance.

    Thanks Deepi,

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