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Not so Christmasy

You know, festivals were the reason for excitement when we were kids..Now its like the simple holiday.. Earlier they were so much fun..IT used to be a freaking holiday after all... All the Indian festives and even Christmas. I remember me and my sister on the 25th of December used to make cards with the drawing of Santa Claus and Christmas trees.. She was always better in art than me...which apparently led to my disinterest in the field because i always wanted to be perfect..wanted to "win"...buh! but my sketching sucked. After decorating cards were prepared, i always got into a fight with her due to my hidden "jealousy" as my own cards were not that beautiful... Yaa...there was another reason why i hated my sister on Christmas...She was the one who told me that there is no Santa Claus when i was just 5.. Why? Was she not able to see me happy when i found gifts near my pillow believing it was that favorite red uncle who gifted them?? >_<  But our parents used to calm us down..and then we used to watch the Christmas movie on some channel..together under one blanket ..we four of us...me, my sis, mum , dad.... Ah, i miss it..!

With time ...its like...we have so much "real" or err "practical" thoughts in our mind..that the idea of watching a movie with the whole family is not exciting enough..."They dint wish me" ...or "We aint going out to party"..are the complaints... We have some more miseries like...recently, he or she just passed away...this or that needs to be done right now...Such tensions engross our minds...
Christmas is still a festival but the loss of excitement is what am upset about.. Life without excitement gets us nothing...And even losing it on such merry occassions is the worst thing that can happen.. even if we enjoy, the troubles back in our mind is what grown ups suffer from... and i know... Thats Life! and we can do nothing about it.....

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When I was young, Oh, when I was young... Everything was so much fun. Had no dreams, had no pun, but oh, it was so much fun. The hugs from mama, learning skates, learning to ride a bicycle and the dance with papa. The fights with di and the games too.. Telling on her to mom and dad, and the midnight stories too.. No cellphone, no wifi, Even the cable was out, Had a playground, had a school, and there was plenty happiness, no doubt There were friends, who brought plenty smiles Them, I still dream of, After the closing of blinds... And now, Oh its still good,, With the new world around.. but the old days, I will always miss their sound.
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