If I were a baby again

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As soon as I read this topic, the question that came to my mind was – “Have I really grown up at all? :P” And I got the answer instantly – I still am a kid ๐Ÿ™‚ My parents keep telling me that I act like a small kid and all my friends call me a kiddo. The topic would have made sense to me if it said “what if I was an old person?”. I, imagined, what my mom would have said if I had asked her about this.

  • You still cry for all the petty things in the world. Do you think you have grown up?
  • You trust every Tom, Dick and Harry and then get disappointed when they cheat you.
    “She is just using you”.
    Me: “No way! she is my best friend. She is a very close friend of mine. She will never do that”.
    After some days:
    Me: “You were right. Why did I trust her?”
  • You cry whenever you do not exceed YOUR expectations.
    Then: “Mom, I got less marks in Maths. I got 98 instead of 100.”
    Today: “Mom, I did not get that prize, even though I did a lot of hard work”.
  • You are still as naughty as you were when you were young.
    Then: My mom took me to a temple andย  I ran away. She had a hard time searching for me in the temple.
    Now: I was about to fall into the Grand Canyon, when I visited it with my friends. ๐Ÿ˜€ My friend came running after me and scolded me for going so close.
  • Chocolates and dolls are still your favourites ๐Ÿ™‚

Probably, it’s my build too. I look like a school girl ๐Ÿ˜ฆ People get shocked after they get to know my age ๐Ÿ˜› Every time I tried to gamble in Vegas, people asked me for my ID. They still had a doubt that I was underage to gamble ๐Ÿ˜ฆ People have sometimes asked me which high school I am studying in.

But I still want to become a baby again, so that I can catch a glimpse of my grandfather again. I guess I still have every other privilege that I had when I was small. He died when I was too young but I still remember him. I can feel his presence in my life. There were times when I would cry in front of his photo. Whenever my mom scolded me, I would go and complain to his photo. I always thought he was omnipresent, like the god (after all, he is in heaven with the god). I never start a work without praying to him. He is equal to god, or more than the god himself to me. I feel his blessings will always be there with me. I made all his dreams (that he had for me) come true. I am sure, wherever he is, he will be proud of me at this moment.

I want to listen to all those stories from Mahabharat and Ramayan that he would tell me, in order to make me sleep. The day he died, I cried the most in my life, so far. I did not let people take his body away from me. I ate, slept, spent my entire day next to his body. I used to fight with god sometimes… why did you have to take my grandfather of all the people in this world? He was the most humble and noble person. Everyone who knew him, respected him. He was the perfect man, throughout his life. The perfect father, perfect husband, perfect colleague, perfect friend, perfect uncle, perfect son-in-law, who took care of his mother-in-law, when her own sons did not want her. Why him? I also never saw my grandmother. I remember those days in school when people would say “I am going to visit my grandparents”. I would come home and cry, because I never got that love which I should have got.

I tried a lot to make this post funny. But as soon as I wrote that temple incident, I remembered with whom we went to the temple and realized what I missed the most in my childhood. I miss you a lot grandpa. And I will never forgive those who were responsible for your death. Those people who made his life miserable and hurt him so much, when he did everything possible under the sun to make their lives better.

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88 thoughts on “If I were a baby again

  1. such a nice post…i could so relate to it..i lost my maternal grandfather when i was young and that is the single most incident that i’ve cried so much at…and i soooo miss all those story telling sessions, all those nights i’ve spent sleeping on his lap ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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  2. Heart felt nostalgia. You did start out funny and did a U-turn ๐Ÿ™‚ . I liked the heart felt parts than the funny parts.

    I’m sure your grandfather is looking at you proudly from above (a tad angrily maybe when you are gambling in Vegas !)

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  3. A pretty sweet sentimental post!! Aawww…longing for grand pa!! Am sure, he is looking at you and proud of you too…minus the gambling part! ;

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  4. Yes. If only we could go back in time…

    At least you were fortunate enough to have spent those memorable times with him. Not everyone is so fortunate.

    I really miss my grandparents. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ (My Mom’s parents) They were the coolest people I’ve ever been around with. They were really so good with everyone. Though they never could get along with each other… ๐Ÿ˜› Would always fight over me. ๐Ÿ™‚

    They were the only reason for me being a doctor today. Though I was with each of them during their final days, caring for them… (not anywhere close to how they always cared for me…)

    But in the end, I was helpless. Thought… What’s the use of being a doctor when you couldn’t save your loved ones. When you couldn’t save them from the pain they suffered…

    But then remember how my Nana did his bit, always, for the needy. And maybe that’s why he made me a doctor too. Thank you God…

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    • I just spent 4-5 yrs with him ๐Ÿ˜ฆ which was toooo short a period of time ๐Ÿ˜ฆ That was nice to hear about your grandpa and how you became a doctor to make him proud. Even my grandfather wanted me to become a doctor, but I did not ๐Ÿ˜ฆ But I fulfilled his other wish of me studying abroad ๐Ÿ™‚ Yeah being a doctor, it would have been difficult for you right, since you couldnt save him. But nothing is in your hands. Sometimes doctors become helpless too ๐Ÿ˜ฆ But definitely your grandpa will be proud of you! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  5. Avada, such a lovely post…loved it…even though it went from a funny post to a sentimental one, it didn’t lose its grip throughout…too good…all the best sweetheart ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. The cartoon was really nice …. and you started on a funny note and then got emotional… Yes your Grandpa is sure proud of you and yes Grandparents are the best part of our babyhood …

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  7. the babyface?I think we have that in common.And about your grandpa-I’m sorry,even I haven’t met my grandparents and felt jealous of my friends who used to say “MY grandpa is visiting” ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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  8. Unfortunately my grandparents (all 4 of them!) died before I knew them. So, I do not have any memories. But when I read your post, I realized that I have missed some very precious moments!

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  9. Hey..good post..avada…. ha..ha.. u look like a high school girl… even my friends say i look like a school kid… dont worry about those.. we will look younger till the age of 40 or 50… be happy about that…

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  10. I had a hard time believing you are grown up after reading this post! you are a baby at heart! And it is a good thing! Never loose it for your lifetime!Life is unfair sometimes so it’s ok to feel the grief and be sad!Nice post! all the best for Blog-a- ton!

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  11. U asked me not to feel and write easily…but you wrote like this! I know the pain of losing dear one’s!
    Really Loved the way u wrote ๐Ÿ™‚
    U gamble in Vegas?! :O

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    • hehe.. see na.. how I changed ๐Ÿ˜ฆ aaaghhh.. I so wanted to make this a funny post and that was the reason I even voted for this topic ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
      naah… not gamble as in gamble.. just 1 dollar games (not the proper gambling) ๐Ÿ˜€

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  12. I kinda realised tht how u suddenly changed the tempo of the post nd drifted it sumwhere else as u admitted urslf in the end.. But its gud if this post cud help u 2 talk about sumthing tht u might have not spoken othrwise.. i hop u feel lighter now. m sure ur grandpa will b happy 2 know tht he is still remembered so fondly by u.. God bless ๐Ÿ™‚

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  13. Awwww…such a sweeet post!!!! Brought back memories of my grandpa too.. And yes, there’s a child in everyone of us. Glad you didn’t let yours die ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Btw, you haven’t read my new post. Sob!! ๐Ÿ˜ฅ

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  14. I think we cn enjoy the simple pleasures of life only when we keep the child in us alive ๐Ÿ™‚
    I missed my grandmom so so much on my wedding day that @ every point, I ws thinking how she wud njoy this ritual, hw things wud hv been if she ws here and so on ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Its so diff. not to remember them ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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    • That is true.. sometimes keeping the child in us alive makes us enjoy life to the fullest extent ๐Ÿ™‚ Oh that’s so sad ๐Ÿ˜ฆ she definitely would have been sooo happy to attend your wedding ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Even I keep thinking, wish my grand father had seen me earn my degree ๐Ÿ˜ฆ he would have been so proud of me ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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  15. Hey ur post was so so so nostalgic.. I’ve personally know only one grandma and I’ve felt so sad for not knowin the others and I lost my only grandma when I was young.. Every time my older cousins tell me the stories of our grand-parents I wonder wy I was not born earlier or wy they could not have lived longer.. Your post broght back such old memories.. I liked the way of expression. it was so original and true…

    keep up d good writing!!

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  16. nostalgic posts make me sad ๐Ÿ˜ฆ … anyways everyone of us is a kid trapped in an adults body .. wonder why people still prefer to keep their mask on hiding from other people with same masks ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

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  17. Hi

    First of all…I want to say …your template…

    Awesome. but i want your post background to be translucent.. From where you got it??

    Now this post…

    I felt some thing..today its not more then second time that some post has made me like this(I dont know how to explain but hope you will feel this in your self.)
    Please don’t publish this comment.

    I am writing because i want to share with you.

    Keep Smiling.

    Take care.

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  18. Avada Kedavra? Isn’t this one of the magical spells in HP? ๐Ÿ™‚

    Well the write-up was lovely! The tone changed suddenly after the first para, but it worked well. Made a good read altogether.
    All the best! ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  19. The post is a lovely change from the rest… thats the beauty of blogaton it brings to the fore such a huge amount of variety…
    It’s honest and sincere and it expresses your feelings in a crystal clear manner,
    Cool.
    Do visit my post too:)

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  20. Hi

    My first look at your page and I read ‘Stung by the Splendour of a crazy thought’ and I said Wow! One heck of a powerful phrase….totally brilliant!

    Your post was a condradiction of sorts…loved the humour in the first half and got real sombre with the second though I do feel the post deviated a bit from the topic in the second half. Wont blame you…any spontaneous piece of writing makes allowances for that!

    Hugs to you ( I miss my Granda as well)
    Sandy

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  21. ” Hahaha..”I DON’T want to be a baby again because all vogons are bastards and must die “.. A Hitchhiker’s guide to galaxy fan? Me toooo ๐Ÿ™‚ ”

    Thats very 42 of you!

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  22. ur story makes me remind of my grandma who used to tell me stories of how my grandpa was successful and so on to all her grandparents. We all b wondering and thinkin abt being as good as my grandpa oneday. Nice story

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  23. I miss my Grandma..who passed away last year..she was in pain..i still cant imagine what she must have gone thro’…you know she literally said all good things about us the day before..well coming to your post…your post is full of YOU that makes it stand out.. ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ i loved it personally..

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  24. thank god… you are still like a kid..

    many miss their childishness and in the process a lot of happiness… as a kid everything is beautiful and exiciting na…

    and for grandparents.. even though I had both my mom and dad’s parents alive never got the love of them… its a different story… but never worried about that… dono y?? ๐Ÿ˜

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