SANTA- MYTH!

Finally exams are over and two days back, I decided to visit the mall closest to where I live. Oh my, I was reliving the magic of Christmas just window shopping and watching kids run around excitedly until I heard this voice (must be a bitter pimple faced adult) deliver these lines ‘Santa is a lie! Why people lead their kids to believe in him at all is beyond me. ‘I didn't get to see the person who spoke per Se but I got a glimpse of a child in a red jacket scream in protest.

Wait! Don’t arch your eye brows yet, he only told the undiluted truth, I know!

 And the facts are:

 No child is ever going to have a troubled childhood because he or she isn't made to believe in a myth. Were we to continue along this path, it is even more deceptive when one observes the long queues these kids have to endure all because they want to take picture with the guy in a fat suit?  It all seems to be a waste of money and time in the long run!

But what that poor kid endured in the few seconds of being denied the gift of seeing Santa is so heart wreaking I am inclined to think telling  the truth at all is a waste.

This left me wondering-what happened to the saying let kids be kids?, didn't we have our fair share of fun filled childhoods when Tom and Jerry were real life characters and sesame street was an actual street (we hoped to visit one day) existing in the united states of America.

 The tooth fairy was a pretty lady who lived near the setting sun and she was in charge of picking our baby tooth and paying us heavily if we brushed them well before they fell out!(laugh out loud)

LIES! I know but it sets the pace for us to reminisce about those days of blissfully living without a care in the world and it set the pace that gives us the right to believe that dreams can come true (so many of ours have).

All this ‘Santa is lie’ controversy just ruins the fun!

 Besides I believed in Santa till I was six. (A rather early age for me to stop disbelieving in Santa) The local Rotary club district made the mistake of putting my very light skinned father in a fat suit (lol)! Of cause I knew it was my father immediately he said ‘hello’ (and mom explained later about the myth thingy) so I only prided myself on knowing it was a myth earlier than most. This didn't ruin me either, it only endeared the carol-I saw mommy kissing Santa clause to heart.

Enough with the cynicism and let’s let the kids’ have fun!