With my Economics book in hand I was strolling within the compound of my complex. This is something typical of me when the exams are around the corner. After a quick stroll i settled on bench in the garden where usually all the kids play and where I did the same few years back.
It was almost a sense of nostalgia sitting on that bench seeing the toddlers play. It was a 'cut, copy, paste' scene of my childhood life. Swinging on the Jhoola, sliding down the slide, see-sawing, sitting on the monkey box or just running haphazardly, thats all we did when we were young.
Jhaata Paati, Dodge Ball, Lock n Key, Pakda Pakdi and those innumerable self invented games with all the colony friends were some of the best times. How can i forget the evening Kaabadi games. Damn that used to be fun. Fun for all the wrong reasons ;) The other brats would agree to this one.
The friends, the games, the afternoon indoors, the fights, the pranks, the bullying. All remains. Like eternity. Forever.
3 comments:
I miss it too!! Rather I miss being the complete brat!! how could you forget the ever-wounded knees!! Memories I tell u!
ya...those childhood days!!!!
i just remembered me into a bush while trying to catch a ball,that THROW ball we used to play sometimes? :P well it was one of the most funniest falls,making you guys burst into laughter for da next hour... i still see rosh' rolling all over wid laughter...
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