Bhoomi's diary

We carry within ourselves. The childhood our heart so badly wants to live again. So learn to nurture that inner child with love and care. You’re never too old to be a kid again, at least at heart.

To be a kid and be curious. Be full of  innovation and happiness. To be willing to learn, and make mistakes. But most of all, to be living in the moment. Not living in the worries of the future or the horrors of the past.Just in the now. One step at a time. That’s how it was when we were kids; we awaited the next moment, not the next achievement or milestone. It was simple and lovely.

I’ve lately been loving going for long walks in the kids park; their joy is truly infectious. Little kids running around aimlessly in the park, building castles out of sand and waiting for their turn at the swing, smiling at random strangers, and making their parents chase them. Going down slides, sitting on the ducks in groups, fighting for the seesaw. Perhaps what’s so special about the childhood isn’t just the worry-free nature of events, but also that it’s gone.It’s human nature to dwell over what it can’t get back.But in the case of our childhoods, it’s a little bit of both. In my opinion, leaning more towards nostalgia and freedom.Life always feels better without the plethora of responsibilities hanging over our heads, deadlines, bills to pay, and projects that await submissions.All of it seems exhausting.

And dear readers, I, the writer, got the inspiration from talking to a very old friend, one I’ve known for 14 out of the 17 years of my life. To me, our friendship is strange because I haven’t known a friend for that long. It’s strangely beautiful. I told him, “Never have you not been a part of my known world.”

The world is a very vast place, but the people in your known world, the ones who grew up with you or who you met. Do you ever wonder, was it just a coincidence or a line-up by fate?

Maybe let’s not spend time looking for the answer and accept it for what it is; they’re a part of your life. Fate or coincidence, you accepted them.

And about my dearest friend—reminiscing about our days back in school and complaining about the deadlines and exams we have coming since we graduate high school soon, we stumble upon this idea of childhood. And I write this blog.

Dear readers, I’ll be honest, I’m scared of growing up. I am now closer to 18 than I was to 17. I’ve experienced love, heartbreak, and paperwork—three difficult things. And soon I’m going to experience the responsibility to choose a college and a major for myself. Life is daunting; I’m scared of everything.But I have this one last summer to enjoy before my life gets transformed forever. So I want to live life to its fullest; I call it the summer before I turn 18. And for now I must study; I have the most important exams of my school years coming up. And all of it is making me anxious, but I await this summer.I shall return post my exams. Till then, remember to live in the moment.

P.S- The title is inspired by the song- Kids by Current Joys