Life beings....with Mumma and Daddy...

As kids we worship our parents. There is nothing that daddy can't buy and there is no pain that mama cannot kiss away. It’s funny how we go through these ups and downs with them, loving them, hating them, crying with them, crying for them, hugging them, running to them. Mom and Dad could always make everything all right, could transform the darkest night with a warm hug and the most accurate words. Dad's laughter and Mom's pretty smile is the solace of every child and I don't think we ever completely outgrow that.

I thought that we turned into mature adults when we realize our parents are not heroes, that they have feet of clay. That is the time we realize their fallibility, their vulnerability and that they don't own the world. We feel all grown up and big when we understand this.

However we truly become mature when we realize their greatness, their worth and all that they have given us, they who are not heroes but mere mortals like us: trying their best, failing as often if not more than succeeding...trying to mold us after them, taking our resistance for disobedience, breaking their heart over a wrong choice, over words sharply said...cooking lavish dinners, letting us sleep late and yet too shy to say we love you.

I realized that despite of being just ordinary folks they made for me and my sibling a warm nest. None of us come prepared in this world to become parents and no kid comes with a user's manual, they learned on the job and if they made a mistake they broke their lil hearts over it. To be this big person for this little child who looks up to you for every little thing must be an arduous task which no sane person would willingly take if it were not for the sheer love of the child....for the joy and pride that they take in their brood. No child is really as wonderful as his or her parents imagine them to be but they believe in us far more than we ever will.

God bless mine and all the mammas and all the daddies in the world.

- C

Bounce !!!

Let’s zip back into a nostalgic mode for a moment. Think of all the games you played when you were a kid. Don’t be shy. From the most enjoyable moments of Hide n Seek, to the silliest games you made up, like house or catch-your-nose-n-turn-round-n-round (No idea what that game is).
One of my favourite things to do back when I was a kid was to jump up n down on a springy bouncy bed. I remember a few of my friends had these beds in their home which was entirely made up of bouncy springs. I mean, I can imagine the boinginess of it even now. And we’ve spent many many evenings just bouncing and giggling at the whole big deal.

To the grown ups, it was a silly childish act which would result in the ruining of the bed springs.

To us, it was a game. A game where you jump, feel weightless when you reach your peak altitude, and drop like a rock and hit the springy surface only to be pushed again. When you do this in tandem, or with three or four partners of different height and weight, it results in mis-timing on someone’s part. That means when you hit the surface and take off, someone would just hit the surface, loose their balance and tumble. More often than not, the tumble would be in multi-dimension. Hands on one side, head the other, legs absent. I needn’t tell you the quality of the uproarious laughter that would result in. And then you fall laughing, and still keep bouncing.

The whole deal would go on until we tired. Upon which it would mean a run to the fridge, gulp water, and back. Boredom was science fiction when you had the most simples of toys and an imagination stretching beyond infinity.

Of course having someone to share the moment with just multiplied the fun.

So when today I felt cheery in the morning, I realized I want to Bounce. Sitting on your chair and bouncing is so lame it isn’t even funny. I miss the beds or trampolines at the amusement parks. And I realize, once again, growing up in age has resulted in me losing out on such enormous amount of fun and never ending laughter.

Thinking from a grown up’s point of view as well, jumping up and down on a trampoline or Re-Bounding is a major cardio-vascular exercise. Supposedly, an hour’s rebounding burns more calories than jogging. And its less harmful to the joints and mood. In fact, get a partner and you could laugh through it. Laughter would induce more endorphins, the feel good hormone. And Voila, you have lower stress levels, higher energy, more calorie burn and most importantly, FUPER FUN !!!!!

So stop acting all grown up, and if you feel happy and you know, Jump and Bounce :D

BOING BOING !!

SOMEBODY GET ME A TRAMPOLINEEEE !!!!!

- H