Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

moon was so beautiful, it looked different every day. one day rabbit , then deer, then rocket launcher, cactus, my own hand, ......
colors were so beautiful till i learnt their names in school. every thing i relished was a new taste! i thought i could buy this world if had one gold coin. i thought honesty is the best policy! i thought i'll never die! i thought invention was easy because i used to discover a thing a day(i thought invention was just one step ahead of discovery) . i thought living in a tree house was most pratical way of living(well i had my reasons). i thought collecting money was multiplying money(isn't it one of the ways). i thought movies were real and were live events( once i ran to the main road just see the actors, because that location near my house was on tv). i thought my daddy was the strongest man! i always wondered how would it be to be as tall as my dad! i used to wonder how a grown up girl would look stark naked, how would it be to feel bare breasts! how would it be kiss the most beautiful girl in the world!(even now i feel the same way but then it was curiosity now its called kinky) i thought there were people living under the ground!(even now they do).....

moon was so beautiful, it looked different every day. one day rabbit , then deer, then rocket launcher, cactus, my own hand, ...... there was a strong belief, reality in every thing, Then.........




i grew up!