Yelling, screeching, and running in the lane for stuffing themselves inside huge Volvo buses. Yes it was a school picnic day.
The School Picnic Day was that one day, which came only once in an academic year, in the life of a school kid where the mother’s do not have to wake them up. At least I remember I never could sleep the night before.
The crazy kids went ballistic with excitement but they made me smile. I felt like jumping out of the bed and hopping onto the bus hence I came out and told mom , “ Even I want to go to the picnic (in full kiddish tone) and she in turn said, “Get ready and go to Office”…. Aaaarrggggghhhhhhhh
I never had sulked growing up but yes today morning definitely missed the past. After which I got ready and went to work. Just another day at work. Completely forgot about the kids, the moment the grievance of not been able to go on a picnic.
But when I returned back home, on the same lane instead of the kids, there were more than 100 adults with an impatient look. Apparently the kids were to return by 5 they were 2 hours late which made the parents edgy.
Then at the moment something struck me hard, while in the morning I was sulking of not being a kid I realized that now in near future I might have a kid, and someday soon it would be me standing in a lane waiting for my kid when he returns from his school picnic.
Suddenly I found myself smiling over the past n future together and life felt beautiful, Very beautiful.