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Growing up

A few days back I was going through old photos of my daughter. How cute and chubby she looked when she was a toddler! And how sweet with two front teeth missing, as a six year old. And look how tall she had grown when she was nine!

Old photographs give us a glimpse into the moments lost to us in time. They make us relive those times by transporting us to that period. We can almost feel what we felt at that time.

Coming back to the passage of time, and how my child has grown up, there have been some noticeable changes over the years, though they happened slowly.

For eg.,in the things that are now passe, like:


  • A switch from Disney and Cartoon Network channel shows to Colors and Sony Pal channels
  • Graduating from reading fairy tales to Famous Five and Sherlock Homes 
  • Tape frocks - out, pyjamas, t-shirt - in
  • Frilly party frocks - out, jeans/palazzos, top - in
  • Playing with dolls has been replaced with gossiping with the girl gang on phone
  • Flipping through fashion, movies and lifestyle sections of dailies has now replaced browsing through cartoon sections

Yes, my little girl has grown up and is a young lady now. The only thing that has not changed, and hopefully never will, is the light that shines in her eyes - the light of innocent hope and love. The pure love she has for all creatures, the genuine concern for all, the delight in things, I hope that will not change or fade as she grows older.

   

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