Down the memory lane...

Ok fine, i'll take up blogging...again! Well dont get me wrong... These are my own thoughts... I used to write whn i was a kid... I wrote poems, kept a diary and even wrote a novel... I wonder where those are now!! Well i never saved any of my work, my family sure did read them and only they did :( sigh! I wish i had at least some of them saved in any old books of mine so that i could just go bak to those old days...


My favourite time of my life until now... It was just before i entered my teens... And just after it... Those days were the best days of my life, the freedom i enjoyed before i was considered a 'big girl', being the youngest really helped to add a little extra time to tht 'lil girl' stage... 

My childhood days,The things i learned , the places i explored... Everything was just like a fairy tale or a fairy land to me... I njoyed the pampering of my father, the giggles exchanged between the girls, the green nature, the stories i shared with the birds,the breeze when i held my chin up to feel them, the smile when i saw the red sky during the sunset, the times i counted the stars and wished to see one shooting... I remember the times i used to climb up the ladder at home to reach the top terrace just to njoy the beautiful sunset, to get inspired and jot down a few lines...


Everything and every moment of those days were writing me a story... The stories i'll cherish forever... I didn't realise it then but sure i am glad i have them to remember... 


I was like dora..the explorer! definitely without a backpack... I used to wonder a lot, climb trees or walls! ;) of my own home!☺ yeah i was fast and upbeat almost always during those days... I explored the world around me .. to a good extend, a 9 or 10 year old can... My visits to my father's place( my uncle's) were always filled with new things, things tht were new to me since i lived in the city... The village offered a lot of excitement, the fields, the coir industry, the goats, ducks n chickens, the tamarind trees, most of all the loving people around... I never missed any chance i got to walk around and explore... The lives,the beautiful nature and every time i went... I stumbled across something new and exciting! 

My visits to my maternal grandparents, added an extra spice called 'pranks' to those days... Definitely with my cousins... Together we used to sneak out for our day's adventures to begin... Our strolls through the streets, visits to the river bank... where we had our share of fun, the bicycle rides (which i was scared of), and when we got tired the pennies from my grandma sure did buy us a lot of sip up's! We played and danced... Merely and happily enjoying every moment, the day ends with the echo of our laughter lingering the corridors... I was loving it, every bit of my childhood!


Never going to get those days back, nor our children will have such a time in their life... I feel bad for them,for those who never got a chance to enjoy or missed these small wonders a child could cherish for a lifetime...


Adios until my next visit :)

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