The World Through a Child’s Eyes

 There’s something magical about the way children see the world. While adults are busy managing deadlines, meetings and responsibilities, kids quietly observe the little things we often overlook and somehow turn them into stories, games, adventures and moments of pure wonder.

With schools closed and parents stretched between work calls and household responsibilities, many of my colleagues often spoke about the same challenge: How do we keep our kids engaged during the holidays? And honestly, technology hasn’t made it any easier. Screens have become the easiest companion  cartoons, games, endless reels. Somewhere between trying to finish presentations and replying to emails, many of us worried about how much screen time our children were getting.

In the middle of all this chaos came one unexpectedly beautiful moment.

During one of our office calls, my colleague and close friend Neha’s daughter Vaidehi popped into the frame, eager to tell us a story. Like most adults juggling work, we tried to shoo her away. But something made us pause, because we didn’t want to disappoint her, and also her excitement was impossible to ignore.

And what followed completely melted our hearts.

She proudly held up little handmade story sheets. Each one had a drawing at the top showing what the story was about, followed by a few short lines. Tiny stories. Simpler than sonnets, yet somehow more meaningful.

One story, she read stayed with me.

It was about two sisters who went to the park to play. There, they noticed a little boy sitting alone and crying. When they asked him what happened, he said he didn’t have friends to play with. Without hesitation, the two sisters smiled and told him he could join them. And just like that, the three of them spent the rest of the day happily playing together.

That was it. Short. Simple. Innocent.

There were no villains, no dramatic twists, no complicated lessons. Just kindness in its purest form-children understand naturally before the world teaches them to overthink.

What struck me most was that all of Vaidehi’s stories carried the same warmth. Every little tale she wrote reflected empathy, friendship, inclusion and joy. Through her simple words and colorful drawings, she reminded all of us adults about emotions we often forget in our busy lives.

And every single story ended with the same enthusiastic flourish: “THE END!”

Loud. Proud. Certain.

What amazed me wasn’t just her creativity, but her ability to stay engaged without needing a screen. She had created her own little world using imagination, observation, paper, and crayons. No gadgets. No endless videos. Just curiosity doing its work.

It made me realize something important about children: they are naturally inquisitive. They don’t always need elaborate plans or expensive activities. Give them attention and encouragement, they will create magic from the simplest things around them.

As adults, we often think engagement has to be structured summer camps, hobby classes or an outing planned down to the minute. But children remind us that creativity thrives in simplicity. Sometimes, all they really need is someone willing to listen.

That afternoon, what began as an interruption to a work call became the highlight of my day.

And honestly, it felt like a reminder we all needed: in our race to keep up with life, maybe we should pause once in a while and pay attention to the beautiful little stories children are quietly creating around us.