Our Fears

How I wish that our growing up is regressed to the age when we did not have any fears and our reality was defined by our view of the world. The world was merely a reflection of our image. Only recently one realized that as you start growing up your realization of the reality starts creating a barrier which is within you. My daughter loves indulging in this hide and seek where she simply choses to vanish/ banish me from the scene by closing her eyes. She puts her hands on the eyes and calls out “ Vaanya ko dhoondho” “ Find Vaanya” . The glee in the assumption that she has hidden from the world is so pure and unbridled that you are forced to partake in this play and enjoy the childlike innocence. It is really a big de stressing situation for any parent and disarms you of all your trappings and awareness about the real world. The " Secret"really talks about the joyous process of doing this but cognitively we are victim of our fears and really remain trapped in the realities which day to day pressures create for us. Lets liberate ourselves of this fear and ENJOY this LIFE this DAY!!!!

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