Something that has been knocking on the walls of my head – When I called someone a Bacha with love and response came back I am not a bacha anymore. This thing took me deep within myself .. Was me right in saying Bacha to someone …. ? Well but at the same time I had a reply – Well, even I have a child within me somewhere.
Yes, to myself I have a kid in me that keeps me alive and kicking. Its how old I might become I might never be able to kill that small child within me that reminds me of everything I cn do, can be accepted and mistakes be allowed to be recovered for future. This Child which I presume is there in all of us.
Have you ever noticed that there are some habits in small kids which grow with them as they grow up. May be still the habits might change but then some of the thoughts and way of working might not change at all.. Have noticed it personally and been a subject of my observation in last 4 years which have been quite good to my observing facts.
This Child has no name, no face, no past and no future – It stays with us all the time and never leaves us. This is a observation that I would like to write on sometime. Just that the Child within from the time we are born till the time we die can never be separated from us.
Now if I call you bacha sometime, dont mind its on your age but its that you cant ignore the fact that you are and will always be a child in ur pure form of existence.