Colored Toys……

Past few evenings have been such a joy, watching my seven-year old and the kids from neighborhood play,   a team of 8 -10 kids,  age range from 4-9,  play long and hard, endlessly, up until it get’s dark,  beyond Eight Thirty.  And I am ending up buying bubble making toys to my son, once in every couple of days, because they break so fast 🙂 The kids around here are into play with bubbles a lot these days,  they also play simple, and silly  they play tag. It is a joy to watch them smile, giggle and laugh a lot as they play.  Occasionally, my child comes up to me for a hug. My friend and I hang out on patio, sipping coffee and watch our kids play.  We are now falling into a routine of some sort.  I love and enjoy watching the kids play. It brings me back memories of  fantastic times I have spent as a child in Gadwal,  my home town,  playing with my brothers, cousins and a bunch of friends and kids from the neighborhood.  Which reminded me of  a poem by Rabindranath Tagore I read a long time ago.  Here it is, I hope you like it.

Colored Toys

When I bring to you colored toys, my child,
I understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water,
and why flowers are painted in tints
—when I give colored toys to you, my child.

When I sing to make you dance
I truly now why there is music in leaves,
and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth
—when I sing to make you dance.

When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands
I know why there is honey in the cup of the flowers
and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice
—when I bring sweet things to your greedy hands.

When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling,
I surely understand what pleasure streams from the sky in morning light,
and what delight that is that is which the summer breeze brings to my body
—when I kiss you to make you smile.

– Rabindranath Tagore.


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