We become happy for very small
things which exist for a short period like bubbles, balloons, butterflies, dragonflies, etc. Very cute things dew drops, rainbow, sand castles, candle lights makes
smile. We were happy for no reason.
Life is so smooth when we are
just kids. When we grow up it gets tough. I wish I could wind up my clock and
go back to those days.
Life was so pleasant, right?
May be except a few quarrels we have with our siblings for the ‘things of
prestige’. Even the small wounds have never felt so painful. Mom's kiss makes
it perfect.
Aero planes, clouds and stars
were the wonders you ever know. A breezy bike ride with dad, a dreamy nap on mom's lap, granny’s bed time stories…sweet memories ever.
We spend a long time asking
most stupid questions ever.
The ever favourite yummiest
stuffs were chocolates and ice creams. Cartoons were the funniest part of the day.
We still remember the whole story of Tom and Jerry.
The childhood days will never come back again.
