Stop Fiddling With My Childhood.......

This post of mine is especially dedicated to all those who grew up eating, drinking, and sleeping on Enid Blyton. For all the folks who identified themselves as one of the famous five and use to pump up the adrenalin with the adventures of the backyard in Liverpool. The matter is serious. The most beautiful gem in the crown called childhood is getting renovated. You know why? Because the present generation duds are born with fatheads who make them impotent enough to take pride in it. Now our ever cleaved “Famous Five” is being rewritten. How did they arrive on such a connotation to do such a despicable act?




   Those trademark Enid Blyton’s one line syrups like “mercy me”, “awful swotter” and of course my favourite “tinker” will soon become homeless and have to find another yellow coloured thing to dwell on. All of these errands are being run to make the text timeless rather than 21st century with no modern slangs. They statement given is itself a paradox. First of all the text is already timeless and is still being read throughout the world. After all who these days can spare time to write for children when just writing an IIT story can fetch you millions. And secondly, the series is set in 1940’s and the slangs exchanged have to have an ardour of the era. Changing the texts is like fiddling with the armour of the book which will leave permanent wounds on the soul and its body.



   I would just like to question the people who came up with this notion of change. Do we also have to change Shakespeare work to make it timeless? Should we expect Marc Anthony to start his speech with, “hey you people.....can you jus lend me your ears for a sometime”? Should we prepare ourselves to visualise Scarlett o Hara in cleavage gobbling Versace gowns? Or else we can have Elizabeth Benet make witty conversations over her blackberry pearl. This is the way we should expect all are classics to look like in the days to come. I know I have exaggerated the whole scenario (but not up to the saturations levels) but tampering with something which has been a perpetual thing of bliss for over centuries makes me go nuts. If you think that you are breeding morons then create pulp made for them, and leave the classics to their being......because you cannot improve on that.

P.S. Happy Friendship's Day