Sunday, September 11, 2016

Letters 484: Beautiful Memories

"Of all the gin joints in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine."

- Rick Blaine (Casablanca, 1942)

To whom I haven't met yet,

             Sometimes, one hears the older generation lament the loss of innocence, the loss of childhood for today's children. It is as if children today did not really have a childhood, the feel. Children should get out more & get in touch with nature, they say. Childhood as in my life was an idyllic time of running around & playing simple games, not hours spent playing alone with gadgets & electronic games.        

              In fact, in just few generations, the nature & type of play or entertainment for children has changed, drastically. The simple games of me, running around in open spaces behind my old house & making toys from any material I could lay my hands on have been completely replaced by sophisticated play involving apps like Pokemon Go. Circa 1994, neighborhood kids came together at my house to play & have fun. Today, most kids stay at home, often behind a secure front gate & often play by themselves or with virtual friends.

                Dear hummingbird, with the changing times, is it at all possible to return to the days before technology? Are today's adult's themselves forgotten what it was like to be children? Will the children of today look back with nostalgia when they in turn look back at their childhood?

                It is little wonder why childhood is synonymous with play, for it brings back treasured memories of a time when people had little care in the world, it was about having a good time. But childhood is of course not all about play. It is about creating beautiful memories.


One day, we will manage to love without expectations, calculations or negotiations. We will indeed be in heaven on earth.

Today is life,

The Half Moon Serenades.

11th of September 2016.

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