Questions about the mundane
happenings around or the unexpected dog who turns up outside or of
the play of light and shadow…
As she runs around talking to
herself carrying about her busy schedule, I am transported back in to the time where
each day was a day of constant amazement at the world around and where innocence
lived…
She tugs at my arm and suddenly I
am shaken out of the slumber of my daydream
With a smile on her face she is
again ready with her list of questions on things that she wants an answer to…
And answer she will have coz I see
the confidence in which she carries out the myriad small activities of everyday…
I am sure she will have all that
she has aspired for as she has been raised to face squarely the things she
fears, fight her inner demon and learn to be her person in this world…
As I tell her to face her fear
with a straight face till such time where her fear no longer continues to frighten
her, it is kind of an inner purging for myself too as I cleanse my inner self too
As I reaffirm my faith in the fact
that nurture is what should make a man and that nature should not be constraining
factor in holding you back from making you what you truly want,
The small child again stands before
me with her endless list of questions…
