As i was waiting for a bus in campus, two galz (most probably 5 or 6 years old) were playing at a slope nearby... speaking in mandarin...

Gal A: Do you know how to cross the road?

Gal B: Of course I know!!! My uncle taught me how.

Gal A: I have an uncle too arr...

*their topic then wander off to something about counting 123 and then running down the slope. But after a while.. Gal A goes... again and rather enthusiastically...

"Do you know how to cross the road????"




Ha.. well.. it may not sound funny here... but their naivety and innocence really brought a smile on my face. It was so unconscious. I must have looked weird at the crowded bus stop that day.

But.. well.. since when I am not weird?

It just makes me think...

when have we lost that innocence that a trivial thing like crossing the road can become an accomplishment we feel proud of?

when have we lost that child in us? the time when we can be happy for very small reasons?

Is it when we start judging others?

Or when we begin loving ourselves too much?

but whatever that is..

All I know is that this impalpable existence disappears for everyone.

Eventually.