Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Am I ready to blog about “What I DIDN'T Like About My Childhood”?


My initial reaction: I just cannot remember anything that I did not like during my childhood days. I have so many pleasant memories but to think of unpleasant ones, it is really difficult. My wife always tells me that during arguments I try to evade the subject saying that I don’t remember things and that I put on an act of forgetfulness. Well, I hope that the amount of time that I am spending to write this post should convince her that I do forget quickly about unpleasant things.
I was stuck about what childhood stood for. I had to Google it and I found that the term childhood can be used till the age of 18 in most of the countries.

What did I not like about my early childhood? Maybe studying, though I don’t remember crying about having to go to school. I may not have liked my father teaching me as he was impatient compared to my mother when it came to teaching maths, though it was only once. I distinctly remember during my adolescent age that I never liked to lose in sports (cricket, table tennis, shuttle and carom) and I did not like it when my father encouraged my elder brother when we were playing against each other.

I was really stuck at this place for quite some time, actually a few hours, wondering what I did not like during my childhood, that I could not even sleep or rest.

I then had a great idea. I asked my father what I did not like during my childhood and his immediate response was you did not like to eat bitter gourd, did not like to work in his small garden and did not like to exercise or do yoga early in the morning. My mother’s response was that I hated to wear tie and tuck my shirt neatly and go to school. That the moment I came out of the school, I would remove the tie and untuck my shirt, and that I did not like to dance in front of relatives even though I had learnt how to.

And believe it or not, even today I don’t like any of these things. I guess I have not changed much over the years.

I really thank the admins for this topic. It made me realise the childhood that God has given me. The things that I have not liked are so petty. It may sound philosophical but I think this post has made me look back at my life and appreciate what everybody around has done for me or not done to me to make me feel so nice about my childhood. Thank you, whenmysoupcamealive for this topic.

4 comments:

  1. Every child has a complaint and in every point of life we all tried hard to make it heard ( and failed) In retrospect, we think they were petty enough that we can laugh about all of that and they have all been responsible in shaping our lives too.

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    1. Very True. Each one of us have an issue whether we are the child or the parent and very petty too. But after some time, surely we have a hearty laugh. I agree with you.

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  2. Kudos to you for the effort you've put into this post.....not many people would think of calling up their parents and asking them about this. I especially like the way you've given a positive spin to the end of this post.

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    1. Thank you so much. Happy that you enjoyed reading it.

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