After a long silence, decided to write something today. For the past few days i have been feeling a desire to write - literally it is "Type". Exactly don't remember how long it has been since i have actually hand written something. Well i do scribble some things in the name of making notes during office discussions or while i am day dreaming or talking over the phone - Oh and that's called doodling. I do all this, but when i take a pen to actually write something of matter, my hands shiver within moments of writing. It is as if, after so many years of typing, my fingers have actually rusted and are unable to hold a pen in place without making creaking noise.
Now, this is my problem. I start off to do something and then in the flow of things get carried away and end up doing something else. I started this article (This is going to be quite a lengthy one) with the idea of continuing the "Nostalgia" series. The third in the series, this is kind of an essay i had written - god knows when. Today when i read it from my old diary, i was taken aback by this one piece of writing because, i don't remember from where exactly i got the quote (of a famous personality) i have referred at the last. Now i believe i was not supposed to be an engineer - and definitely not a computer engineer.
The essay is as follows. I have decided to put it down here without any corrections.
Children of tomorrow
Every woman wishes to become a mother. Becoming a mother, according to women - the most extreme success of her womanhood. It proves that she is really a woman. It is said that child is given by god. It is the wealth given by god, when so why don't we protect this wealth.
Most of the parents are thinking much of their child that instead of giving them love they feed them with English, Maths, Social, science and computer. Competition and ego has made parents blind. All that passes through their mind is the rank that their child gets, the medals and the cups he gets. Not only parents but also institutions are taking advantage of this. They need good results. They push the child into midst of heaps of books and home works through which these poor godly gifts creep like worms - book worms. Does this satisfy them? No, they still need fame through these poor children. When a child is three years old, it likes to play in sand, build houses out of it and roam about. Instead they are put to chains, they sit in the school not able to understand what the teacher is saying. Some parents always want and pray to god that their child should get 1st rank. They never pray, "Please keep my child happy".
Here grows adult’s conspiracies against childhood. Nowadays competition like charity begins at home. Mothers become restless if their child does not start crawling or walking at the right age, not because of his health awareness but because the child next door has already started doing it. This is the fact or reality that many parents deny. They want their children to become engineers and doctors because they themselves could not become all these. They thrust their dreams onto their children and bring them up under the burden of their own dreams. A childhood of innocence and happiness is thus lost.
"And a woman who held her babe against her bosom said, speak to us of children.
And he said.
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth."
- The Prophet of Khalil Gibran
So leave your child to live.
You just lead them and don't load them.
Teach them to dream. Teach them to be happy.
