evaporation of innocence

So that I don't feel guilty about posting only in the weekend, am posting this deliberately on a Monday.

Weekend was getting together with family friends and attending the early birthday celebrations of two year old princess Naiara. I spent a couple of nights at our old place with Nikunj, remembering the splendid time entertaining ourselves. Movie marathon on Friday, couple of good movies and a disaster called Tasveer! I realised I’d been away from news, so touched base with G20 proceedings and cheeky Obama flirtations with an Indian reporter, showering accolades on our Prime minister. Well deserved?

Discussions over varying range from global warming & ecological footprints to challenges in everyone’s lives whether rich or poor, successful or struggling. I’ve had many such enlightening discussions with Nidhididi, Nikunj and ever so silent Saurabh-bhaiyya. Watching Naiara play with her friends, led me to think about what amazes us so much when we look and play with kids. Why do their innocent actions amaze and entertain us so much? Their simple games are so refreshing. May be we are reminded of our own childhood. May be we become very aware of the fact that we've lost that innocence over the period of "growth" and "maturing" phase of the civil society. Is this ageing worthy at the expense of innocent happiness! Is it the same reason why our closest friends are mostly from childhood?

Has the innocence evaporated from our thoughts and actions?

Realise

another great weekend in the memoirs

Its amazing when you look back at things that remain in your memories, its only a handful of days that you can claim to remember. Its extraordinary of what nonsense the brain remembers which is of no use, like movie songs and dialogues and trivia, but doesn’t register things that mean so much to us then. Inventions like photography help us retain such memories. The fun we had at the time of clicking those pictures, and for the camera shy people the awkwardness of facing a camera. We had an amazing break from the world, roaming around each and every beach of a tiny island called the Isle of Wight pictures here.

More later, for now counting down days to be home

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