As I sit reading a childhood favorite from the pen of Loiusa May Alcott, an overwhelming feeling grips me. It is like thin shot of liquid that pierces straight and settles in the heart.
What is it?
Reading about the simple times, am transported to a simpler time- the childhood. When woes were wiped with the coveted promise of an ice. When the thought of a favorite meal being cooked especially for you brightened your day and when the thought of a box of colors was enough to bring a skip to my step!
Repercussions for naughty deeds were banishment from the frolic of afternoon playtime, or forbidden to watch a favorite cartoon. Reading a book that is not in the curriculum often made the list of things that we categorized as pleasure.
Simple joys of a visit or an upcoming birthday filled the heart with sunshine!
So, where are those days. When did we forget the simple pleasures and the simple ways of life. Finding joy in a dish cooked with love. Regaling in the warmth of friendship that wrapped you in its cosy security. When did "friends" become potential benefit targets!
Oh! I cry for the loss of such simple pleasures. In wealth we have become so much poor!
What is it?
Reading about the simple times, am transported to a simpler time- the childhood. When woes were wiped with the coveted promise of an ice. When the thought of a favorite meal being cooked especially for you brightened your day and when the thought of a box of colors was enough to bring a skip to my step!
Repercussions for naughty deeds were banishment from the frolic of afternoon playtime, or forbidden to watch a favorite cartoon. Reading a book that is not in the curriculum often made the list of things that we categorized as pleasure.
Simple joys of a visit or an upcoming birthday filled the heart with sunshine!
So, where are those days. When did we forget the simple pleasures and the simple ways of life. Finding joy in a dish cooked with love. Regaling in the warmth of friendship that wrapped you in its cosy security. When did "friends" become potential benefit targets!
Oh! I cry for the loss of such simple pleasures. In wealth we have become so much poor!
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