Today , all of a sudden i was taken back in time...years ago when life was soo very different...so very perfect!
And i realised im missing it bad...missing tht life back then...missing 'those' days...
When i used to wake up at 7.05 (school started at 7:50) without a care in the world and my mom used to hurry me up to school...while i continued with my dilly dallying ,telling her about the dream she had woken me from (and how she used to always manage to save me from the two headed monsters there by waking me up right on time :P)
When i used to take ages to eat my breakfast making small triangles of my sandwiches while my bus kids impatiently waited , fretting and fuming and going red in the face outta sheer frustration tht they'll have to reach class late again because of me...
When i couldent tie my shoelaces and used to look up helplessly at my dad while he would try hard to look the other way cos he wanted me to learn...
When i used to wait for my birthday just to choose the shape of my birthday cake and the colour of my dress...from teddybear faces to buses to boats to airplanes, i had them all...i even remember having a "blue spider" shaped cake because i had insisted on it despite my parents warning me it would look funny...i only realised wht they meant when one my friends refused to eat it on my birthday...
When i used to make handmade cards for all my friends and family on special occassions like birthdays and anniversaries...(and also write letters to everyone)..
When i used to complain to my mom about teachers i hated, about classmates who would bully me and then feel happy when my mom gave me that big hug whenever i was sad..
err...i still do that sometimes, the only diff being i dont need to complain anymore...i just ask her for a hug and she knows :)
When i used to fake all those stomach aches, coughs and colds and anticipatory fevers juss so tht i could skip school...nobody fell for my acting ever...but i STILL tried! :-/
When i used to spend hours with my colouring book and crayons and water colours ...often getting more colour on myself than on the book...
When life was all about coming home, finishing up homework, watchin tv, goin out to play,eating and sleeping...no worries, no tensions, no problems to deal with...ahh! tht was life! :)
When "ramayan" and "mahabharat" were a must see for everyone at home every sunday and i used to sit glued to the tv to watch them...and hw did i miss "chandrakanta ki kahani" ;)...
When growing up was all about progressing from "tinkle","phantom", "mandrake" "amar chitrakatha" and "disney stories" to "archie comics" ,"famous five" "nancy drew"s...
When getting a gud rank in class was a big victory and i couldn't wait to get home and break the news to everyone...till it became a custom and everyone started taking it for granted ...hmpf!
When my mom hushed me down and hugged me between angry sobs and frustrated "why me's??" (yeah tht was a fav question even back then :-/) after getting a C grade (yes i did get one...still rem my class 5 sankrit ppr) at consoling me tht we cant be good at everything...
When my dad celebrated my success however small, be it winning an essay competition or getting a poem published in some kiddo mag or bagging first place in class with "black magic" icecream...mmmmmmm! wonderful...cant beat any icecream anyday...they stopped making it now though and thts exactly one of the reasons i miss those days all the more :(
That innocence of childhood, the small joys of those magic years, the bedtime stories told by mom as she tried to make me sleep, the tiffs and fights i had with kids from the colony over barbie dolls and jigsaw puzzles,the competitions of who would eat the most chocolates and the eating of toffees till we were fed up of eating them,the coming home with soiled clothes after falling down from bicycles and jumping into puddles of mucky rain water, the sheepish grin we all had on our faces when any of the moms questioned us about it,the "eternal division" of kitkats and toblerones between me and my sis, and then preserving mine till she finished hers (heehee)----i miss it all...
Those magic moments leave us with soo many memories as they silently vanish with each coming year...and we grow up!
Grow up to a life devoid of all these simple pleasures, grow up to a life filled with other matters wch gain importance...
somewhere somehow we lose out on tht innocence of childhood...
and then one fine evening, juss outta the blues, we begin to miss them-'those' days..those wonderful times, the memories of which will be cherished for ever and for always.:)
And i realised im missing it bad...missing tht life back then...missing 'those' days...
When i used to wake up at 7.05 (school started at 7:50) without a care in the world and my mom used to hurry me up to school...while i continued with my dilly dallying ,telling her about the dream she had woken me from (and how she used to always manage to save me from the two headed monsters there by waking me up right on time :P)
When i used to take ages to eat my breakfast making small triangles of my sandwiches while my bus kids impatiently waited , fretting and fuming and going red in the face outta sheer frustration tht they'll have to reach class late again because of me...
When i couldent tie my shoelaces and used to look up helplessly at my dad while he would try hard to look the other way cos he wanted me to learn...
When i used to wait for my birthday just to choose the shape of my birthday cake and the colour of my dress...from teddybear faces to buses to boats to airplanes, i had them all...i even remember having a "blue spider" shaped cake because i had insisted on it despite my parents warning me it would look funny...i only realised wht they meant when one my friends refused to eat it on my birthday...
When i used to make handmade cards for all my friends and family on special occassions like birthdays and anniversaries...(and also write letters to everyone)..
When i used to complain to my mom about teachers i hated, about classmates who would bully me and then feel happy when my mom gave me that big hug whenever i was sad..
err...i still do that sometimes, the only diff being i dont need to complain anymore...i just ask her for a hug and she knows :)
When i used to fake all those stomach aches, coughs and colds and anticipatory fevers juss so tht i could skip school...nobody fell for my acting ever...but i STILL tried! :-/
When i used to spend hours with my colouring book and crayons and water colours ...often getting more colour on myself than on the book...
When life was all about coming home, finishing up homework, watchin tv, goin out to play,eating and sleeping...no worries, no tensions, no problems to deal with...ahh! tht was life! :)
When "ramayan" and "mahabharat" were a must see for everyone at home every sunday and i used to sit glued to the tv to watch them...and hw did i miss "chandrakanta ki kahani" ;)...
When growing up was all about progressing from "tinkle","phantom", "mandrake" "amar chitrakatha" and "disney stories" to "archie comics" ,"famous five" "nancy drew"s...
When getting a gud rank in class was a big victory and i couldn't wait to get home and break the news to everyone...till it became a custom and everyone started taking it for granted ...hmpf!
When my mom hushed me down and hugged me between angry sobs and frustrated "why me's??" (yeah tht was a fav question even back then :-/) after getting a C grade (yes i did get one...still rem my class 5 sankrit ppr) at consoling me tht we cant be good at everything...
When my dad celebrated my success however small, be it winning an essay competition or getting a poem published in some kiddo mag or bagging first place in class with "black magic" icecream...mmmmmmm! wonderful...cant beat any icecream anyday...they stopped making it now though and thts exactly one of the reasons i miss those days all the more :(
That innocence of childhood, the small joys of those magic years, the bedtime stories told by mom as she tried to make me sleep, the tiffs and fights i had with kids from the colony over barbie dolls and jigsaw puzzles,the competitions of who would eat the most chocolates and the eating of toffees till we were fed up of eating them,the coming home with soiled clothes after falling down from bicycles and jumping into puddles of mucky rain water, the sheepish grin we all had on our faces when any of the moms questioned us about it,the "eternal division" of kitkats and toblerones between me and my sis, and then preserving mine till she finished hers (heehee)----i miss it all...
Those magic moments leave us with soo many memories as they silently vanish with each coming year...and we grow up!
Grow up to a life devoid of all these simple pleasures, grow up to a life filled with other matters wch gain importance...
somewhere somehow we lose out on tht innocence of childhood...
and then one fine evening, juss outta the blues, we begin to miss them-'those' days..those wonderful times, the memories of which will be cherished for ever and for always.:)
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