I am sure all of you have read this at least once in your life.
William Shakespeare - All the world's a stage
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
AMEN!!!
I wanted to talk something about how a gal child grew up to be an adolescent and then a young lady and then a women and then.....it will go on...!
Stage I ( As an Infant):
William Shakespeare - All the world's a stage
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
AMEN!!!
I wanted to talk something about how a gal child grew up to be an adolescent and then a young lady and then a women and then.....it will go on...!
Stage I ( As an Infant):
A girl child was born to a very poor family in a very remote village in Eastern India. Let's name her Deepika here. It was the year beginning when she was born. She was the most charming kid for her granny, her papa, her neighbors and her brother. She looked so much like a Chinese doll with small eyes, small nose (almost invisible - like Chinese), and fair skin. She was the heart beat for many. She grew to be a year old, her brother who was then going to nursery got her a chocolate (which he got in his school for someone's B'Day - imagine a LKG kid getting the choc to home without eating), without anyone's notice he put it in his lil sweet sis' mouth. Lil did he knew that it is a dangerous act. It was only his love for his laadli. Her granny was around and so she escaped the danger. She started crawling without the knees touching on the floor much (very conscious you see.. ;)) and then slowly learned to walk with holding her mother's finger and papa's sometimes. She lived the princess' life not by outer looks but she indeed lived like the princess in her palace. She was extremely different to her brother. He was a brave kid. He played with cats and dogs while his lil sis was even scared of soap foam. She turns pink, blue and then black when she cries. She looses her breath if she cries. Her mum runs to save her life, takes her in arms and runs to the near by tub of water, puts her in and then she is relieved...She had pain crying. Imagine a child not being able to even cry. She was a year and half when her granny left her laadli.
Her life took a turn at the age of 2 when her papa moved to another city. Her mama could not accompany her. She had a job in the city and papa was not to get a high pay (remember she is from a poor family???) and so it was decided that mama will stay back while papa with Deepika and her bro will move to the new city. They come to a new city, a city of culture, city of temples, city of calm minded people. She wanted to go to school at age 2 and half as she saw her brother always going to school with so many notebooks and books. She used to take a bag, hang it on the shoulder and goto one end of the balcony making it a school and she being a teacher teaching wiered characters as A B C. She goes to the other end of the balcony to help earn money for her papa, she works in an imaginary office. she is hungry, she goes to the kitchen to find some eatables; she finds none and satisfies herself with a pinch of salt. She is energetic again. She waits for her bhaiya to come back home and then they play games, hit each other, watch TV, play wiered games (like watching an Ad and finding the same material at home - who ever brings the same material in front of the TV is the WINNER). Mama payed visit now and then and Deepika and her bhaiya wrote list of complaints against their cousin (who stayed with them for his higher studies), lists of things they want, lists of activities they do generally at home and finally bhaiya's home-works and class-works and Deepika's wiered characters written(not scribbled!!! 'for her') in the diaries. When asked what she wanted to be when she grows up, she answered 'A Mother' (she missed her mama a lot); sometimes 'A BUS - Conductor' (Conductors have so much money in their purse - you see); 'A Teacher' (She still desires to be one) and many more (depending on the mood and situation ;)) Lil did anyone know that this city will change Deepika's life and make her a strong women that she is now.
To be Contd...