Birthday Party
Today, I attended the birthday party
of Methu Shan, my four year old friend who celebrated his it at his Play
School. It was a rich and rewarding experience to watch kids do their thing in
a classroom, apart from their size they behave just like adults.
My eyes became the lens of
a camcorder recording every moment of the gracious celebration, which in my
thoughts should be made mandatory by every Government in every country, for
every kid to celebrate their birthdays at least up to a certain age.
From my arrival to the premises
till the end of the event, the camera was rolling, recording it to mind which
translated the entire event as something more than just a birthday party. It
was a simultaneous recall of my own life at that age in comparison to his,
running on two separate screens, fortunately both were in colour even though
the our age gapped a good fifty years
but colour was already in by then.
My friend had a twinkle in his
eyes that showed that this was probably the best day in his life, it also
showed that it would even be a better one tomorrow and the best definitely on
the following day and after that. Nothing could get a kid down to worry about a
tomorrow because he is living in a no worries lease till he grows up, the
worries will pretty much begin to show after the lease expires.
The kids were all at their best
behaviour under the universal mesmerisation of their teacher, which concurs
that, a stranger makes a better charge d ’ affairs than any parent would. The
teacher got the children to gather around the table to begin the candle blowing
ceremony; he began engaging the kids in speech building. He asked them simple
things about what they thought was going to happen around them and of course,
all of them said that they should be the ones to blow out the candles.
The cake was brought out to
officially begin the ceremony, Methu Shan’s teacher handed him the candles to
choose the positions of his liking to place them on the red and blue Spiderman
cake. Everyone was watching him with a little envy, but today was his day to
lead so no one could stop him from being
in the limelight.
It was no cake walk down memory
lane to try and remember my own candle blowing days, which was way back half a
century ago, but nevertheless I can associate only having fun and happiness
during my childhood with no real complaints.
The candles were lit and Master
Methu Shan did the honours while I stood there thinking to myself about these
little people, who would be responsible to move the world in the right
direction in time to come.
Happy Birthday Master Methu Shan. EDit .