Friday, December 2, 2016

tipkali - chipkali(lizard), Preying the Play


"I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was." - Ransom Riggs

The little of ordinary's have made it to piles of extra ordinary of what it seemed like & I had by now found this idea to be of valuable nostalgia, enough to rejoice & cherish the footprints of petite little ordinary moments that seemed to have left in me the memories that supposedly were to be there for a lifetime until there were new ones, that would replace & settle as life passed. 

This lizard habitual to its seasonal playfulness had come out of its hibernated shells to find its prey & it was then, that we (me & these two kids) had noticed it preying along & we had by now got all curious to know what was it up to?

We in an attempt to follow her had left our couch & were out in the light, to this flight of a fanciful play that turned out to this game that we enjoyed playing, while the kids mother ran after them feeding them. the lizard might have already taken us to be some horrid enormous creatures, that were after its life, since we were trying to scare her & shoo her away by snapping our fingers & calling her names & shouting at her to make her frightened of us. We seemed to have been playing the prey, while it was busy preying the play.

In the starting it looked not so bothered about the whole thing but eventually as the series of our playfulness started more rapidly, it ran away further to its rescue & disappeared - out of sight. We still kept on searching for it & wished it came back ,but it didn't.

"That's how little kids had fun and got the adult ones all engaged in this playful act- of a new game that we had already discovered by now".

Kids will be Kids' and they would make you one too. For once, do try to adapt yourself in there accustomed-free shoes with untied laces, let them be open & you don't need to worry about tying them up or you would fall, and you don't need to listen to your mom yelling at you, to tie-them up. Sometimes ignorance has its own way of saying that let there be this carefree attitude for a moment & let thy rejoice in ones own way to the fullest. We got more things to take care of mummy - let us play, the little one would reply.

Then the kids came inside & started playing climbing & jumping on everything that they could reach, & for the places they could not, they would ask me to make them climb up, by holding them & then asking me to get them down, & still in there playfulness they would look out for the lizards everywhere so they could continue there games. Little emotional moment when your name verbally is spoken almost to a perfection suffixed or prefixed by anything else. It was prefixed by ey' before and now its suffixed by uncle' by these little kids, who wanted to play with you & spend time with you as if they had already acquainted you & taken you as one of there friends. The adulthood was not forever an adult hooded to these logical & practical stunts of experiences that grew ,as life changed, and it was once a child too, that had this carefree soul once, and out of everything that it seemed, it had come out to play with the like minded . The kids had to go back to there place & they would remember you and cry when then couldn't find you(there playmate) anymore. The little one cried, wanting to go back to play with the supposedly friendly adult friend, & busted out in tears to have not found him & started calling thee to comeback to play.
"I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go." -  Beau Taplin

What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
Bursting into joy of tears, remembering the eventful deed, at the time of the hourly need is one essential vitamins that gives you a high. You loose nothing & neither does your age fade away in the process, you are only going to shell out few ounces of your fat, jumping & running playing and might get over-exerted.. - Anonymous

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