DID YOU EVER CRY AT THE GATE OF YOUR PRE-NURSERY OR NURSERY SCHOOL?

Aliens have been doing the rounds of our knowledge base since the day we started Thinking. For some of us they are exciting; for rest of us they inspire dread. While for some of us the feelings assosciated with them are Question Marks, for others they are Exclamation Marks. War is when all of this excitement, dread, marks etc. decide to go for a rendezvous. And a high frequency of these meetings ensure that nobody gets time to get rid of his/her set of feelings. Telling you the venue or instances or people involved in these meetings might help you get rid of this ensuing riddle.

I suppose encountering these at all innovative platforms is a common thing but for your sake I will be brief and start with a common encounter and that is between generationally gapped individuals. Many a times a parent or grandparent thinks of the world of their children as something new or Alien and children think of their guardian as archaic or Alien. While some encounters find this alien-alien thing interesting and entities involved are ready to plunge into their respective alien lands, at other places dread and fear keeps people off from each other.

At times we find an alien within ourselves as at many other times we find aliens without. Alien thoughts, alien food, alien toys, alien lands , alien innovations are time and again subjected to become our nourishment. That is , though something presented as foreign on any kind of proscenium is entitled to witness this mental war between all kinds of feelings and all kinds of people , human race’s job inevitably is to welcome with open hands and hearts all things new, old, weird , alien and entertain these meetings much more frequently in order to redeem tickets of another feeling called Amusement. .. 😀

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