Thursday, July 1, 2010

The end of innocence

" Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up"
- Pablo Picasso

I saw Toy Story 3 today. I was 8 years old when Toy Story was first released. I had loved it. To me it was my story. The world full of toys, the world which I used to create, the world where everything was possible. There was no limit to my imagination. My stories which I made for my toys were as weird and as thrilling as they could be. There were fast car chases, GI Joes dropping from the helicopter to lay siege on Lego toy boxes trying to free Bret heart hit man imprisoned by skeleton. They were fun. But the most important thing about them was that they always had a happy ending.

Today, while watching the movie I thought how much change was there ( no I am not talking just about the movie being 3D :P). I had grown up and the toys were kept somewhere in the attic. But the bigger thing was somewhere in all of this, I had stopped imagining. I had become what one may call a realist ( a euphemism for cynic ). The happy endings had stopped somewhere.

Today, I felt that child in me is still there somewhere. I rooted for the toys to get back ( Ok no more spoilers :P). I came back, went to my attic and had a look at all the toys which were kept there. The one's who were the actors in my story :P. I don't play with them anymore and am too shy or say too grown up to play with them now. But I had a smile on my face while looking at them and remembering the old times.

And I suppose that is what is important. That we never let the child inside us die. The innocence, the thought that everything in this world is possible. That there are happy endings and that it is important to dream. For only once believe that, would we believe that there are opportunities out there for us to conquer the world. And for GI Joes to defeat skeleton yet again to free The Hitman :P.

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