In response to daily post’s prompt: Carefree
I sometimes wonder about a carefree person. I know children are usually easy going, they have nothing to worry, the adults in their lives take care of their needs regularly.
With the invention of TV,and all other gadgets, and the internet, perhaps has come in the way of an innocent child. They too like adults are trying to gain access to every form of technology to become COOL.
When I was a child, I was easy going, I was happy with the little things in life. My Dad did not allow us to have a radio in the house, for he said, “You do not need any distraction from your studies.”
I was okay with it so were my other siblings even my eldest brother.
We played after school with each other, we did not squabble, we had limited things to play with. In our house marbles kept us busy, the little round things made of glass kept us busy.
There was a game we played with, it was called Pitthoo, we collected some flat stones from our neighborhood, layered one on top of the other and then we tried to break it with a tennis ball.
Here is a youtube video showing how the game is played.
This was our game that gave us maximum enjoyment. You wouldn’t call us COOL, but we sure had tons of fun and were as Carefree as my little cat, who has no worries.
Nomad (Photo credit: ElDave)
I remember the saying,” A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss”. If I am given the opportunity to live a nomadic life.I’d certainly want to try.The best place I’d choose would be,keeping in the tune with the song,’O give me home,where the buffaloes roam and the sky is not cloudy all day. A home on the range where the deer and the antelopes play.’
It is not difficult to decide.I have seen and lived in cities,while they have their charm,life is complex and full of stress. A nomadic life can help to look at my innermost self. I’d like to spend my time studying nature.It will provide the experience,Tagore had when he wrote those beautiful poems and songs. I feel blessed,I can read and understand him and appreciate his hard work that he left behind for us to enjoy.
When I leave for a life,which is carefree and rejuvenating,to me it will be heaven on earth. I am certain I will not miss my home base. I’d be busy talking to the variety of animals,I’d come in contact with.For once I’d get to see nature and learn to appreciate it. The absence of city life cannot and will not be an issue. I’ll think of Wordsworth and his poem,”I wandered lonely as a cloud . That floats on high o’er vales and hills, when all at once I saw a crowd,A host of golden daffodils.”
It will give me an occasion to feel Tagore’s poetry, “We play with the golden dawn,we play with the silver moon”. I ask , “But how am I to get up to you?” They answer,”Come to the edge of the earth lift up your hands to the sky, and you will be taken up into the clouds”. These are the moments I will treasure. I’d love to give nomadic life a try.