It’s very strange how our priorities change with the passing of time. when I was a little child I used to pray for toys, and chocolates and a brand new gun, preferably from Leo, that my father was so reluctant to give me. We were very poor then and my father had to overwork for a decent living.
Frankly, thanks to this great man, we never felt the pinch of poverty. We had the best of foods, best of clothes and best of schools for education. And thanks to him, I finally got my Leo gun.
So when that wish was fulfilled, I wished for a bicycle. Father brought me a bicycle. A lady’s cycle, so that my sister, when she grows up can use that.
At the age of sixteen, being a prurient adolescent, I wished for a particular girl. I wished for her till I was 19. And I still wish her, sometimes, although she is happily married. But since, this time my father was not around to fulfill my dreams, I never got it get done. I never could propose to that girl and was devastated to know she was getting married. True to the Bollywood style, I even prayed to God that she might become happy in her life. Frankly, I wished the otherwise.
When I was 21, I wished to get a girlfriend. I got one too. Soon I started wishing I get rid of her. That wish also came true. Again I wished if I could get her back. But never tried. Was tired of my wishes. Besides, didn’t want to sacrifice that lovely soul to my whims and fancies. My weird wishes.
Now that I have grown up and have started realizing that wishing is a bad thing and that you should let your life go by. Float as it is, still I love to wish. I wish I get a good wife. I wish I get good children, I wish I have a happy family of my own.
As always, I am never satisfied when my wishes get fulfilled. I am sure if I would have got that girl I looked for, I would have started hating her. and now I am sure if I get a good wife, a happy family, I would start discounting them as signs of mediocrity.
So these days I am wishing that I stop wishing altogether. Saves a lot of effort and heart-breaks.