Is it wrong to often recall childhood memories?When we were young, and not knowing much about the world around us, it was but natural to have had all the fun. If it was a co-educational school, all the more so.
We might have teased a girl. We might have been teased too. We might have talked all innocent things, and looked up to our parents for answers, some of which might have embarrassed them.
For instance, many parents do tell their children that God gives them a sister or a brother. When we grow up to around ten years old, we start the questions: How is that the neighboring family has four children and they are suffering? Does it mean God has been unkind to them? The questions were endless.
And when we finally came to know everything, we laughed among ourselves. Cut to current times. Children know everything about everything, even before they are eight years old.
However, when we recall such innocent pranks, all the fun, all the laughter, all our love for nature, our wives or relatives or friends, often chide us for being "childish".
Our sons and daughters are not interested too, more so, if we remember those good old, nice , but tough times our parents went through. They had a sense of mission. This, our youngsters say, is rubbish.
That was a different era. This is a totally new reality.
Which is true? Why can't we share all that we want to share? And why is such sharing restricted to just a few people, mostly our own school classmates? What has really changed, and why?