Many times, we feel tired being adults.
For a few minutes, let us imagine ourselves as a three year old.
Now, having imagined yourself to being a three year old:
Your parents take you to the cinemas.
Your mom is tired , your dad wants to relax .They think a comical movie will fit the bill.
You are very happy and are having a great time ,
not having to worry about the big fat bully next door or
the dirty stare that your teacher gives you , when you say you want to go to the "loo" ,the umpteenth time.
You are totally in bliss.
Suddenly, something happens.
The lights are switched off and from nowhere you hear loud noises.
Jolted out of your wits you ask your mom, "What is this?"
"This is music baby."
"This is music?This loud sound, that frightens me from all sides, is music?
Mom is smiling and dad is half a sleep already.How can he sleep in this noise?
I think dad's snoring is louder than this music sound".
You are sooo scared and you start to scream and cry your heart out.
Your mom tries to reason out with you .
She even threatens to beat you .
Nothing works!!Nothing at-all works!!
With all her weapons exhausted,she wakes up dad.
She pulls him straight down from heaven, onto earth.
He is woken up halfway through his sleep,with a bad headache and totally irritated.
Thinking of the dangers he will put himself into,by shouting at his wife,his anger is directed to the scapegoat-the child.
So, papa pitches in by showing an angry finger and raising his voice .
Now ,this adds on to the noise and you are terrified.
The pitch and volume of your cry now breaks guinness records!
The whole world is witnessing this event (at least ,mom and dad know that already!)
In sheer frustration and embarrassment,mom carries you out of the cinema hall and gives you a good spanking . She promises never to bring you anywhere.
Feeling totally defeated,she begins to cry too.
You stand there completely bewildered and not knowing what made mom cry.
"Should i console her now?Maybe she didn't like the music too.I know.It was very scary.Poor mom."
What are you thinking now?
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