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Be Child Like!

Last week I met my cousin's daughter. She is 3 years old. A typical girl who has loads to talk about.
I was asking her about her friends at school and we were communicating in Hindi. She was describing about a girl. At one point she couldn't find the right word for pig tails, but she had to continue. Can u imagine what she did? She sweetly declared that she will continue the talk in Malayalam( one more Indian language) and so she did!
I was amazed. She is a classic example of perfect communication.
We all were like that.
But as we grow up, communication is given a different meaning all together. It's not about conveying thoughts, but more about language, being politically correct and also a smart way of presenting the same thing in different manner to different audience!!!

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Next instance was when I gifted a toy car to my cousin's son. He played with it for a while and then came to me with the toy and loads of questions. I was amazed looking at the inquisitiveness.

As we grow, where do we lose this spirit of questioning?

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Have you noticed , how a child is clear about his choices?
He has his preference even in a toothpaste. And when not happy with something, he makes it visible to everyone. For him life is simple and about choices.

But as we grow, we get bound and confused. It's in fact we, who makes life complicated!

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Finally...laugh. A kid would laugh on any silly thing. Have you observed his laugh? It's not just beautiful, it's infectious.

Why do we not show our happiness? Why do we suppress it?

Above mentioned are just few instances.
Imagine what life would have been, if live it like a child.

So why not???? Live life Child like!!

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