“I hate Kids”, after hearing these words, I know many of you would think that I badly need to visit the nearest psychiatrist. But guys chill, I have not lost my brain as yet and I am not mentally unstable. I have just expressed my viewpoint.
I know babies are cute and innocent but things are not as they seem. Let me have the liberty to move a step forward and explain my point as to why I chose to write on this topic. Let me walk down the memory lane.
It all began when I was a 15-year-old guy. Babies loved me; I was more like a magnet for them. But there were times when they loved to laugh at me. I felt like there were some cryptic jokes written all over my face and that is what they drew such a lot of amusement from my face. Till now I have not understood the reason behind them laughing at me. I would never go to the nearest mirror for an answer. I kept waiting for the answer but never got it. After sometime, I felt like I am overreacting to such a trivial issue. I decided not to ponder over the matter.
In fact I loved babies back then, their innocent smile, tiny fingers, myriad expressions etc… all that amused me, I really loved them. So I actually sit and ponder “why do certain people hate kids?” I mean cute babies only turn into kids, I mean they just do not fall from the sky,” May be I have my answer… I will now tell you “why I hate kids?”
The first and foremost reason is that kids are very inquisitive; it is at this stage they learn many things. This is indeed good because it is only through curiosity they learn and evolve into a better person. But on the other side they can really drive one crazy by asking millions of question which keep popping in their mind. In my case it is my cousin – a usual kid but her mouth does not seem to close, nor does her stream of queries end… it all seems never ending mega serials. I used to get irritated and from then onwards I started hating “inquisitive kids”.
I love dumb kids, brotherhood I presume! Maybe I was also a dumbo back then, the silent type (since then nothing has actually changed!!) So my preference is for dumb ones.
Then to reinforce my dislike towards kids, came the "active and playful ones". Now these are the ones to be beware of. They may seem nice and active but there is more to it...
There was this day when I was playing with few kids; some of them unfortunately were waist high. Then there was this kid who ran towards me, he seemed harmless, absolutely harmless and cute. So he came closer to me and moved his hands as if he was trying to give me …I was hit right where it hurts the most… I saw stars, planets, comets, galaxies, and all celestial stuff... ahhh... It was like something actually broke "down south"… and since every action has an equal and opposite reaction, tears rolled out, there was nothing I could do… It took quite a while for me to reach normalcy, both physically and mentally.
So, that is the reason I hate kids… even though I’ll have my own, a few years down the line. I hope I will get out of the trauma of kids and start loving and playing with them, but of course with a plenty of protection… after all prevention is better than cure!