You Know What , You Know What…

This phrase might not mean anything in particular to anyone. But to me, it symbolizes the excitement of a child. To tell you the truth there are parts of my personality that still needs to grow up.
Being brought up in a totally conventional orthodox set up, it is obvious that I seriously have my set of fears when it comes to certain norms changing and certain old unthinkable things that are quite thinkable now.
I mean, how many of you remember being told not to have boys as friends and not to fall into the company of girls in Jeans and Tops and to maintain decorum and not behave like a wild animal in public?
At home I was a tyrant. I think I have broken more sofas jumping on them than the average child. I also have broken the most numbers of items at home while playing ball. I was also a person whose elbows and knees were perpetually in Band-Aids all through my childhood.
I remember an incident in college, when a friend got a few scratches on her body during a fall. It was during an egging session in the hostel. We used to break eggs on the Birthday Girl the might before her birthday. That running was more than enough to make up for the amount of cake we consumed at the stroke of midnight. The said friend was hurt on one such running.
What amazed me is the way she was weeping. She was like, “My mom took so much care of me till now.” There has never been a scratch on her body till then! I was in a state of shock. How is that even possible! That’s the first time I really wondered if I was born with the wrong gender.
Don’t get any weird ideas into your heads. I don’t mean it that way. It’s just that I never had any girly qualities in me. I remember mom forcing me to wear kajal and bindi and bangles and what not. I enjoyed a boy cut till I was in the sixth grade. Aahh…That was the life.
Kids these days grow up too fast. Girls are already into makeup and boyfriends and whatnots. Bringing up children in this generation is definitely a challenge.
I have gone totally off topic. As I was saying, I use this phrase when I am excited about something. It is always accompanied by a smile. And the one’s who love me know exactly what to expect when I use the term. Something silly, totally unimportant and irrelevant, but happy. These days just the statement brings on a smile from them.
It rarely happens, but that’s life. No one can be happy and excited at all times. But then I think, whether it’s a child or an adult, they should always have such bouts of foolishness. Well, it’s the real us. Not the made up one that gets projected to the outside world.
Dil to bachcha hai ji…… Don’t you think so?