ROWDY BABES...
The holidays are still on. My kiddos are having fun with their two cousins who are here on vacation. My son and my sister-in-law's daughter were born two months apart. They have grown up together. I have seen them diddle-daddle and now at the age of 10 when I listen to them dissect issues (mostly their tablets behaving improper or their friends' clan in that stupid game) I am over-whelmed. How did Time fly and I didn't know!
Though of the same age, they are totally different. His current favourite is Planet Dolan, listening to two cartoon characters explaining science in the best way possible. She loves to hear film music. She sings wonderfully too. He sings `Believer' if seriously prodded, while she always has a Malayalam melody playing on her lips. And hums instantly on a gentle request.
It is however amazing to see how they find out games equally interesting to both. Sometimes I see them hunched over their own tablets and play the same game in both. Or other times, I see them shooting guns at each other and then running at breakneck speed to find cover. She likes to play `baking and cooking' or `school time' acting as a teacher. But since he shows a cold shoulder to it, she gives up and goes building tents with him.
But over the years, I have seen their outdoor games dwindling and spending more time inside. Mostly on computer, movies or tablets. They have also included other children who followed them in the family into their playzone. They behave like adults with them, scolding them or often taking care of them. She knows about getting periods while I doubt he knows too.
In a matter of time, they will finish school and maybe in another couple of years, leave home too. Days like this, when there is no school or tuition, and no study time that spoils our camaraderie, and kids are just kids, I love to learn a few lessons from them.
Their ability to find joy in the smallest of things, their readiness to include the other person and their little wisdom to forsake any malice even after a heated quarrel. Their childhood is indeed different from mine. But some things never change. Even if Times change, kids will be kids. In their wildest of ways. That make us fall in love with them over and over again.
Though of the same age, they are totally different. His current favourite is Planet Dolan, listening to two cartoon characters explaining science in the best way possible. She loves to hear film music. She sings wonderfully too. He sings `Believer' if seriously prodded, while she always has a Malayalam melody playing on her lips. And hums instantly on a gentle request.
It is however amazing to see how they find out games equally interesting to both. Sometimes I see them hunched over their own tablets and play the same game in both. Or other times, I see them shooting guns at each other and then running at breakneck speed to find cover. She likes to play `baking and cooking' or `school time' acting as a teacher. But since he shows a cold shoulder to it, she gives up and goes building tents with him.
But over the years, I have seen their outdoor games dwindling and spending more time inside. Mostly on computer, movies or tablets. They have also included other children who followed them in the family into their playzone. They behave like adults with them, scolding them or often taking care of them. She knows about getting periods while I doubt he knows too.
In a matter of time, they will finish school and maybe in another couple of years, leave home too. Days like this, when there is no school or tuition, and no study time that spoils our camaraderie, and kids are just kids, I love to learn a few lessons from them.
Their ability to find joy in the smallest of things, their readiness to include the other person and their little wisdom to forsake any malice even after a heated quarrel. Their childhood is indeed different from mine. But some things never change. Even if Times change, kids will be kids. In their wildest of ways. That make us fall in love with them over and over again.
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