We Had a Life

children playing
I was part of the generation of kids that pointed at planes and went “LOOOOK! It’s a plane!” and waved like mad at them.

We cycled in the summers and ate ice pops and spent our whole day outside, we had picnics on the terrace, swam in plastic pools in the balcony, told ghost stories to each other when the electricity got cut, we bought sugarcane from push carts for half a rupee, we flew kites and plastic balloons (not fake metallic ones) and our grand treats were icecreams in mango-shaped containers. We drew with toothpaste on anyone who slept during sleep-overs, we hijacked our neighborhoods with toy guns, we set up adventure camps on terraces and we wrote on neighbors’ catus plants and smelled their beautiful white roses. We watched Home Alone 20 times and laughed harder every time, we went to waterfalls and beaches and hill stations as large families, and ate home-cooked food out of 5-stack hot cases. We painted on pots and made leaves and flowers out of plaster of paris, we created puppets and held puppet shows in cardboard boxes, we attended karate classes, we watched different colors of paint as they swirled down in water. We baked cakes and made omlettes on weekends, we played hide and seek and hop scotch and “kitchen-kitchen” for hours and we made garlands out of yellow flowers growing on trees in our lanes. We climbed trees, ate their fruits, planted seeds, cooked in tiny earthen pots for all the neighborhood’s kids. We played dark room and spun under the sun till we fell down laughing. We would try to burn paper by focusing the sun through a magnifying glass on it, we would be thrilled out of our senses if our uncles took us for rides on their motorbikes.

We soaked in the sun, we HEARD the waves for real, we FELT trees and sand, we SMELLED flowers and plants, we PLAYED, with HUMAN BEINGS, we got hurt in reality, we baked and cooked and swam and ran and won and lost and got scared for real and we laughed out loud FOR REAL.

We had a LIFE. And we had the time of our lives!

 

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5 thoughts on “We Had a Life

  1. Nostalgia,Zain. Nowadays you cant find a soul strong enough to grow a good character. Those were the days all grownups were role models. Now its aping the west and the innocence has gone. All self centered lives. Sometimes I wonder ,was it worth the sacrifices and effort to raise a better generation?

  2. Past is always beautiful because our priorities as a Child was innocent, so was our intentions deep within.
    Thank you for this post because it is like a memorabilia to remind us of our past and to check whether the life we long to live has even an iota of happiness that we had when we were a child.
    Also the fights that we had as a child with our friends and hatred we had for classmates would end the very next day. But when we grew up as Adults, we aren’t able to forgive people that easily.
    Maybe this realization would make us better Parents and raise a community that has its foundation in innocence & love, rather than competitive jealousy & hatred that are being taught to kids right from Kindergarten – To be better and to score better than everyone else.

  3. Past is always beautiful because our priorities as a Child was innocent, so was our intentions deep within.
    Thank you for this post because it is like a memorabilia to remind us of our past and to check whether the life we long to live has even an iota of happiness that we had when we were a child.
    Also the fights that we had as a child with our friends and hatred we had for classmates would end the very next day. But when we grew up as Adults, we aren’t able to forgive people that easily.
    Maybe this realization would make us better Parents and raise a community that has its foundation in innocence & love, rather than competitive jealousy & hatred that are being taught to kids right from Kindergarten – To be better and to score better than everyone else.

  4. what happened to that life and that real sense of fun? how do we ever reconcile this in Saudi?
    We are fortunate to have ever experienced this at all, when I look at the saudi kids at the malls, eyes glazed like Krispy Kreme donuts, I cant help but feel a deep sadness and pity, may Allah grant us and our offspring the grace of experiencing a natural life close to His creation and not that of man.

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