When we started forgetting the joy of being surprised by small things, lost the tickles of the silly joke, when we let go of the hope of the unexpected gift – that was when we lost our childhood. In every kid’s mind, there is always hope for tomorrow, unlike the fear of the next dawn that we adults carry in our minds. The unbounded happiness that the kid feels when he or she get a gift or a word of appreciation, was replaced by the sardonic disdain that adults feel, somewhere on our way here.
Researchers say that a child stops being a child, sometime close to his nineteenth year. They have given us myriad reasons for a child’s unique behaviour, justified their quick learning skills or ability to acquire skills and adeptness in shifting gears in accordance with situation. They have put their fingers on the right and left side of the brain, given a thousand biological reasons. Yet they do not quite have the answer to the simple question, “If the child brain is so vastly better, why doesn’t nature keep it going for the rest of our lives?”
Out there are a few amongst us, who keep being the kids, for all their lives. The zest they carry in them, every day of their lives, is truly unbelievable. The way they see things a normal adult wouldn’t, find pathways none would even think of and find solutions to problems with ease, matches that of the child, in its innovativeness, mixed with sheer simplicity. But the point of envy that drives me to the heights of jealousy, is the ease with which the fall of yesterday, stops hurting today and is forgotten tomorrow, and the joy they carry into the next day. I would not belittle it with the scientific rhetoric or waste time determining which side of his brain is at work.
In the words above, I feel, lies the answer to their ability. I do not have the research skills or scientific know how, but common sense tells me that it is the simplicity and rejection of all complications. They see things as they are and do not add the confusion that comes with experience, knowledge and “wisdom”. Perhaps if we were to do the same, without donning the caps of our own creation and discard the pretenses, we could give the researchers a run for their money, along with their all so un-understandable concepts.
Do not let your years submit you into aging.