Childhood Memories 2

There are somethings in your life that you dont want to forget and when you cherish those moments you feel confident and your existence in this world is worth. Those moments cannot be made to come to life by just writing them down, here is a sincere effort.

CM4>>> After my youngest sister was old enough to fight me, he took my favourite place that is, now everybody was loving her and caring her more than me.We fought every night for sleeping beside mom and obviously she was given prefernce. Now I started sleeping beside my grandmom. .Everynight when I went to sleep my grandma would narrate stories and actually there were only three stories that she knew but i never got bored of them. Along with it she used to move her fingers through my hair very slowly. And if somebody have had such an expirience he/she will understand how unbelievably
refreshing/revitalising it can be especially after you have had dinner fed to you by mom’s hand. AAH heaven.

CM5>>> How can I forget the fights that I have had with my cousins. I have three first cousins and I have fought with two of them for any and every single piece of crap.If he had a plane sheet of paper I cried for that silly thing and I wouldn’t stop untill it was destroyed or it was with me, the former was the most likely because my brother was no less than me.After I went to hostel I hardly got time to be with him but when I started preparing for IIT he also joined me and fortunately enough we were together and the experience was so enriching that I wish even now he was my roommate. I couldnt get a better roomie. And I would admit that though he is two years younger than me he is much more sensitive and hard-working than me.

CM6>>> If I get a chance to edit pages of my life then I would like to delete the pages which contains the year in which I entered eighth class. It was the worst year for reasons I can’t expose here. It was so miserable that every second saturday of the month i.e. on parent-teacher meeting ,I would sit at a channel gate through which I can see the parents coming and parking their cars while I sobbed and sobbed for hours at stretch without even caring for lunch. I only wished to god that somehow from one of those cars my parents appear and I would be so happy. It was a living hell for me.

I wish I had a time machine.

PS : Nothing is better than food prepapred by mom , I miss her terribly.