Ramesh T A
Childhood Habit! - Poem by Ramesh T A
Controlling new born child's cry is most difficult;
Nothing can stop it except mother's touch ever.
Nothing she sees and nothing she hears from all;
Her world is like womb's world till three months!
Afterwards only she can see and hear the world
Attracted by the music or advertisement sounds
Coming from the TV or radio somewhere near;
That is the beginning for attraction towards TV!
Thereafter they become addicted to video games
From one year on and will always be with gadgets
That are full of games to take them to the world of
Fun, from which they never turn to none later....!
The habit of cradle lasts till the end of life for many
Unless they are diverted to music, art or Nature...!
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