Children are amazing. Wherever they go, they bring energy—and not just for themselves. They radiate it, passing it on to others and transforming the atmosphere into something vibrant and positive. 

Kids live in the present—fully here and now. Unlike adults, they don’t dwell on the past or fret about the future. If they find happiness, they embrace it. If they encounter trouble, they endure it for the moment and move on. 

One of my favorite stories is Kabuliwala. If I remember correctly, it beautifully depicts how a child grows fond of a seemingly fearsome man—only to forget him entirely as she grows up. I’ve experienced similar moments. 

At a family function—a thread ceremony for my nephew’s son—I bonded with two young girls. They were the granddaughters of my wife’s cousin. For two days, we played games and enjoyed each other’s company. When the event ended, we went our separate ways. It’s been seven or eight years since then, and they’ve likely grown into young women who won’t remember me. But the memory of those moments still lingers with me. 

Another instance involved a neighborhood girl who visited daily to play with my grandson. For nearly a year, she came over every day, and we even took her along on outings. But after my grandson left for the U.S., she stopped visiting—and as she grew older, she drifted away. Now, she has moved out of the neighborhood entirely. 

That’s the beauty of children. They give us wonderful memories to cherish. They might forget, but we always remember. 

Spending time with kids is one of the best ways to recharge. These moments are free of ego, selfishness, or negativity—they are pure joy. 

When my sons were young, there were always children playing in the street. It was refreshing to hear their laughter, even when they got scolded for retrieving cricket balls from people’s compounds. As they grew up, the street fell silent—until recently. After 35 years, our neighborhood is bubbling with children’s voices again. Boys and girls playing together—it’s music to my ears. 

One day, as I passed by, I heard a child say, “It’s so hot!” To which another child replied, “If you don’t play in the sun, you won’t get enough Vitamin D.” I was amazed by how much they know at such a young age. 

On a nearby street, there’s a school where children gather after class to sit on the steps of our house and chat. Our house, slightly elevated with a ramp, has become their spot for relaxation. Once, during a birthday celebration, the children even offered cake to my wife. 

Children are God’s gift. 

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