Do you have any younger siblings? Like, 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 years old?
Somehow these days children have caught my eyes on them. They've seized my vision, my focus, and make me to look only at them. Only them.
Nature order preaches that my eyes belong to some gorgeous women when they step out with prada pumps and Paris Hilton's makeups, but only these recent days something beyond nature has resided in me. Something like fatherhood. Though my simple life has never been touched by any lady's seductive gesture, I find myself more fatherly than my father.
I like children. They are real angels on earth, only without wings.
I like it when they run and scream like the world belongs to only them. Like world is within their grasp.
There's no pressure in them, I can see only freedom, innocence, sincerity and tenderness. Naivety defines them, which brings modesty, passion and warmth in a package.
They don't have provocative minds that would make me think like Einstein. But they wonder me, because of the way they are. Spontaneous and cheerful, and I can feel their heart is a merry-go-round.
When they kick balls, I can see them laughing in mirth, struggling with gusto to kick, but still, the smile is pasted on their meek faces. Even when they try to bend like Beckham and it doesn't work, we don't hear any swearing but some cute 'oh!!'. Which melts my heart like butter sliding on hot toast.
And the smile, you can never get that kind of smile from an adult, which most of them are phoney, and means something, or expect something back.
When children smile, there's pure joy and sincerity to befriend, there's no trick like some abductors or some politicians. It's like getting a smile from God. Purely godlike. Now Narayan's book really makes sense, 'children are real gods on earth'.
And when they play 'doctor and patient' or 'Barbie and Disco Ken', I couldn't believe how cute and tender they could be. Children will try to act like one heartily, unlike some teenage scumbags who only mock and tease like they are the coolest guys on earth. They enjoy every games with no stupid rules which will ruin the ambience.
I don't mind smiling and gurgling at some anonymous kids around the town, because I want to see them smiling, no matter how stupid I look when I gurgle. I want to play peek-a-boo with them all day just to hear them chuckle and giggle with smiling eyes. And their waddling hands, these little waving fingers are desperately wanting a cuddle. I feel like reaching them and grip them gently. And the soft grip, it's like my heart skips a beat just to hear his beating.
And I can never get enough of them.
Now I know deep inside how much I want a kid of my own, and I know too why girls want babies so badly. Because babies give you the warmth that you'll never feel around mindful adults.
All is said, thank you. Cheers. : )
