I was sitting by the window with a hot cup of tea on a cloudy winter Sunday morning and watching outside…it was nice! Winter chill outside and the warmth of the hot cup covered with my hands. About a few minutes later, a shine appeared in the sky and the sun tearing the clouds & spreading its rays showed! The dampness disappeared and the sky looked bright.
The small children came out of their homes fully packed in layers to play and the silent park turned into a lively park with a bunch of kids running around playing, laughing, screaming with joy. I enjoyed watching it for a while and then started working on my computer, still sitting by the window side.
20 minutes or so would have passed and a nice laughter of an adult woman grabbed my attention. I looked out. To my surprise, the highlight of the park was 3 moms and 1 dad spread across the park and playing with a Frisbee. The kids were playing in one of the corner but the ‘parents turned kids’ were running all across the park, laughing, jumping to catch the Frisbee and dodging the throw. They all were truly enjoying themselves completely. I have previously seen men getting together to play cricket but women playing like that was my first experience. There didn’t seem any inhibition of what would people say, how would they look jumping or running around like kids, irrespective of their body weights, status as a mother of 1 or 2 kids of decent ages, being dressed up in Indian women wear and not in sportswear. It was as if nothing mattered to them at that moment. Parents, who were always seen sitting in sun supervising their kids playing, were today playing like kids. It was a treat to the eyes and even mind – it was refreshing and inspiring. I lost focus on my work and was so much fascinated to watch them play. Just in some time more, even the kids chose to leave their own play and chose to cheer their parents…they all looked so proud. I looked around and there were quite a few neighbors in their balconies and quite a few old people sitting on the benches in the park witnessing the parents playing and every single one of them had a smile on their faces. No one looked like judging. Everyone including me was in that moment.
That experience was impactful. I kept thinking of what would have made those parents especially the moms step above all their usual inhibitions and break free. And more so, what thoughts keep them away from being themselves and enjoy life. Where does it say, that when you grow up and become parents, you ought to behave in a certain manner? Where do these rules come from? Has anyone thought that by going by these conditioning, we are denying ourselves of so much life in our lives.
What is the value of such moments for us as adults, even for our kids experiencing their parents so joyful, and for those who aspire to do so but do not have courage to take that first step for themselves and hence grow older than they really are? Does anyone judging you matters when it’s about so much value in your own life without harming anyone?
Why do we keep following so many conditionings without questioning or thinking what is it doing to us and people around us? Should we not be a pioneer to change the rules, the illogical conditioning? Should we not create a new a world where everyone has a right to experience their lives the way they want, where age is no restrictions to do things that make one happy?
Be that one example. Be fearless. Be free.