A few days ago, I was on a short #vacation at a nearby hill station. What started off as a conscious getaway from ‘routine’ turned out to be an awakening for #myinnerchild. We chanced upon an aviary. I expected to see colorful macaws and parrots in cages but the moment I walked inside the aviary, I was baffled. Once we entered the trap door, we could be with birds in what looked like their natural habitat. The birds flew all around and sat on us. Two parrots were in love with my bag and wouldn’t let go. One was on my head. The macaws loved to be held. It had been a number of years since I heard my own excited shrieking. I was in such joy! I couldn’t stop giggling. And I carried those happy hormones with me for the rest of the day. Along with my 6-year-old, my husband and I became children in that aviary. And that got me thinking:

Why don’t I invoke #myinnerchild more often? Which rule book says that adults can no longer experience uninhibited joy like little children?