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It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon, I have just woken up. Its about o’clock and for me the day has just begun. I reach for the newspaper, quickly skim through the political & financial sections and reach out for my favorite section the editorial. After about spending an hour and a half with the newspaper I decide to go out for a stroll. The best part about a sunny winter afternoon is the warmth that one feels from within which is actually because of the sunrays penetrating deep through the layers of clothing that one has draped.

As I am walking aimlessly on the side walk engrossed in my thoughts , cribbing to myself about numerous petty issues in my life ranging from marks to weight gain my eyes suddenly fall on two naïve kids playing in the mud. They are throwing fistfuls of mud on each other, their clothes are totally soiled, but all that what matters to them is the fun they are having doing so.

The less I want to stop there and watch them play, the more I end up doing so. I don’t know what really intrigues me in them but it sure is special because they make me forget about every minute tension that I have.

I also see that the kids are under nourished, their faces displaying signs of abject poverty and deprivation. Iam also sanguine that they attend no school and maybe they never will.
They have no idea also whether they will be able to have two square meals the next day.
Yet they lie there playing like there’s no tomorrow, like life’s going to make everything fine for them. Their pure naivety charms me completely charms me . For a moment I forget all my small issues and I immerse myself completely in their innocence .

With a smile on my face I walk back towards college feeling enlightened by a simple lesson two tots taught me. I feel much lighter, I hop my way back to my room, I yearn to be a child again.