Well I would like to say that I am very happy with the response from the previous post of mine from the same segment which encouraged me to come up with the second post of such kind from my real life.
Hoping seriously that you guys would shatter the same kind of love and response to this.
Also for those who missed reading out the previous one I am sharing the link of it so that they could read it .
Okay, so I share an incident which had been a serious tension to my family.
We all know that there was a superhero show which used to be there at the television and we all watched it like something more than precious,
yes I am talking about shaktimaan the one only superhero show,
i think it used to be there on the Saturdays mostly than started on Sundays as well,
I was crazy for the show, I use to ran hard with all my strength and swiftness to watch the show,sometimes without removing shoes.
So it was a craze for the kids of my age. And the guys from 90s would agree with me.
Like many kids I used to believe in everything what I saw through television, though the show always provided the Disclamation of it is being fictitious and don’t deal any resemblance with anyone.
But me being a kid, also idiot thought it showcases the real world.
And I climbed up to the peak of water tank which was about 30metres from the ground level so that shaktimaan would come and stop me from jumping ,
I literally did that by being influenced by my neighbor friend who stated that shaktimaan came to save him like he does in the TV and he met him that way,
So i liked the idea of meeting him and luckily at the time I decided to climb , my brother was there with me,
he tried to stop but I don’t listen at such times,
and then he reached home somehow all the way from the water tank to my home which was about one km from my home,
my mother came with a hustle with every tear falling over the stairs and stopped me,
I reached almost of the water tank,as it was around 200stairs and I was too young to walk through it,
so she came and took me from their with all the way to my home with some hard slaps , pulling my hair through the journey and yes folding of ears which was her favorite, she asked why you did so?
I told her that shaktimaan was about to come but you came in between my mother told the show is not real it is fiction,
I said our neighbor told me that he met him yesterday when he climbed so I did the same,
she slapped me more than earlier as she felt I am having a bad bunch of fools with me,
later she never allowed me to meet me but I used to met him again and again,
I remember that the show has such an influence that I wanted to wear the costume of the show for all my parties if possible and allowed, also at the backyard i used to spin around and fly like shaktimaan but always failed 😀
Hope you guys liked my story and allow me to share more my childhood with you all. Yes it is not that cool as it could have gone either way, so I would say that we should be selective about what to show the kids .
Yes I have been idiotic as I find it ridiculous now and don’t encourage that all, but that’s what childhood is and like to share it with you all.
Always Follow the golden words
“DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME”.