The boy who liked Akshay Kumar

Was attending a talk today , saw a documentary by amit tyagi on a serious topic. someone told that ,”even if people age there is a piece of that same old childhood within us and we behave the same if brought into those situations.our batch from college formed a whatsapp grp which has all 55 year old. Intrinsically everyone behaved the same much like our old days.” It was a good learning experience overall and once again i would like to state the importance of hanging out with people of different age groups. In my various experiences i have found a talk with a old person very interesting.

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This pic here is of cricket i played with kids for fun at a village named Supi in uttrakhand. I had taken an overnight bus from delhi. It was full with people going for an exam and they fooled around the entire night keeping everyone awake. The next morning i traveled around 200 kms in the valleys changing 3 vehicles and nine hours.

As usual a set of tents in a village attracts attention and we were the center of attraction for the kids. I met a guy who was a akshay kumar fan and later asked them for a game of cricket. No matter how old u get , in india if you get a chance to bat you bat because cricket is a religion here and you can’t say no ever. With a small log of wood hacked properly to hold it , i did try to attempt a few cover drives on a muddy pitch overlooking green mountains.

To talk of the documentary i would just leave you with a thought that when you are real old and helpless will it be a walk to the old home or family and do u psychologically believe that aging is just a thing of mind ?

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