This summer has been special since its onset, at least for a bunch of 25 years plus scholars of our batch. It is a time when the campus neither has other scholars from management courses nor does it have any eatery or mess facility in the premises. You are literally on your own!
The rhythm of swinging bats, the bashing sound of the tennis ball, the thrill of the limited over cricket matches , the same customized rules of gully cricket which no cricket bible has ever taught us but every one of us have adopted them as the laws of jungle are unanimously adopted by every member there, the commentary on each ball, the thirsty throats waiting to gulp a bucket of cold water after the match and the endless discussions on each match after they are over, are a few of the innumerable things that have bonded us to our childhood till now.
Yes of course, we are living it again! The tennis balls hit the hand like a bullet, and I remember it was 10 years back when my hands could hold those bullets from almost anywhere. Today I was 17 again trying to shout out these past 10 years carefree, no mobile for approximately 3-4 hours, undeterred by the shining sun, in the sweaty dusty slippers and clothes I was living the childhood 2.0.
So, What is the big deal about it?
Today we are literally blocked up and cluttered by innumerous anxieties and seemingly urgent tasks around us that almost abuse our carefree childlike needs and harass our inner being.
Today we are driven by the external drivers more than the inner drives and passion enhancing moments.
He asked his peer,” Won’t it be fun if we all care for our inner drives over external burdens of monetary and societal needs to be at par with others?”
“But who has the guts to listen to his heart, lies don’t work there” He replied.
They picked up the bats and shouted for the new toss, ignoring the realities of the life that had just flashed in their eyes… as if they were asking for a few more minutes to meet with their 17 again…
That’s a reason why everyone silently in their heart love these ultimate lines by Jagjit Singh:
“Ye daulat bhi le lo, ye shauhrat bhi le lo..
Bhale chin lo mujhse meri jawani..
Magar mujhko lauta do bachpan ka saawan..
Wo kagaz ki kashti, wo barish ka pani..
Wo kagaz ki kashti, wo barish ka pani…”