Why do we elders start equating everything in life with its ‘return on investment’ viability? Why can’t we simply enjoy little things for what they are worth? Is it really very difficult to be pleased?
Today’s visit to the circus made me ask myself few of these questions. While on one side there were discussions amongst us about how much fun it was when as kids we saw tigers and elephants from such close quarters, on the other side there was certain unhappiness about how ‘boring’ it has all become now.
Was it really boring? I wondered. The kids certainly were entertained throughout. Trapeze, acrobatics, the clowns, the dogs and the cycle stunts, etc. live and real, was all new for them. They laughed like crazy and their eyes popped out of their sockets when they saw five people balancing on one.
What wasn’t to like here? Why didn’t we parents like it as much? Did the grossly overpriced tickets or our unmet expectations make us judgemental about it? Did our parents feel the same when we were kids or did they enjoy with us?
Maintaining the inventory of people and property and handling the logistics are the biggest challenges for circuses. Added to that the huge competition they face from each other as well as other popular forms of entertainment like movies and game zones make them difficult to sustain.
It would be better if we learned to appreciate how much pain these people take to learn a certain craft and repeat it one show after another, whether they like it or not. It isn’t easy in any measure. I wish this integral part of our childhood doesn’t lose its existence.
I somehow learnt an important lesson from this today. Someone might take his kids to Disneyland and assume they had a great time there but a trip to the local fair would be just as enjoyable. Kids don’t care about how much we spent on them. We do.