If we turn back and see our childhood it will always bring a huge smile on our face. Kuch aisa hi discussion was initiated by one of my colleague during the lunch time. We have discussed many topics from love to getting rid of guys, to what is love for people, their love stories etc. But yesterday suddenly the topic was "childhood nautankiz" which I suppose we all have done in tons.
Do you remember how we sobbed till the last drop which our eyes could have produced at that time to gain sympathie of our parents. My friend just narrated her part that she use to remain in the same position if she fell down and cried her lungs out till the people asked her " Beta mumma kaha hai aapki?" & " Chott to ni lagi aapko?" or " Aap to humara bahadoor bachcha ho na?" etc.... She always knew that if she stays in the same position she would gain more sympathy and care from the neighbors and her parents & if she is lucky you might not know she might be treated with a chocolate or an ice-cream. "JUST OWSUM :)"
I still remember, it was 1995 and I was in Sikkim the 1st time I had a brush with love. He was 1 year senior to me and our love story was at the initial stage. The whole school knew about us, even the teachers. It was the month of love "Valentine Week".. During those year to get a chocolate or a card even kids like us needed to walk for 4 km steep down hills.. N it was my 1st time so I had to make it special.. So stole 15 bucks from daddy's pocket and ran down 4km for the same. But but but... as we use to stay in a colony.. every1 knew who was I.. Uncle from the shop enquired "beta kya chahiye ? And kis k liye?" I was freezing with fear, coz if this person tells my father about my activities, I was sure to be thrashed to death... As you know, love never cares about beating so?????? I had to do it. I purchased 3 chocolates of Rs. 5 each. I still remember that it was Amul Chocolate. It was an amazing feeling. After I purchased it I went to my school. His name was Santosh.. He knew I liked him and same was his case...I was roaming near his class as I could as a class monitor. I use to do it regularly to get a glimpse of his. He noticed me and I asked him to come out of his classes. In a minute or two he came out. I just gave him the gift and went. He just loved it... Childhood love is so ousum to remember even today. It just brings a huge smile on our faces.
Do you remember how we sobbed till the last drop which our eyes could have produced at that time to gain sympathie of our parents. My friend just narrated her part that she use to remain in the same position if she fell down and cried her lungs out till the people asked her " Beta mumma kaha hai aapki?" & " Chott to ni lagi aapko?" or " Aap to humara bahadoor bachcha ho na?" etc.... She always knew that if she stays in the same position she would gain more sympathy and care from the neighbors and her parents & if she is lucky you might not know she might be treated with a chocolate or an ice-cream. "JUST OWSUM :)"
I still remember, it was 1995 and I was in Sikkim the 1st time I had a brush with love. He was 1 year senior to me and our love story was at the initial stage. The whole school knew about us, even the teachers. It was the month of love "Valentine Week".. During those year to get a chocolate or a card even kids like us needed to walk for 4 km steep down hills.. N it was my 1st time so I had to make it special.. So stole 15 bucks from daddy's pocket and ran down 4km for the same. But but but... as we use to stay in a colony.. every1 knew who was I.. Uncle from the shop enquired "beta kya chahiye ? And kis k liye?" I was freezing with fear, coz if this person tells my father about my activities, I was sure to be thrashed to death... As you know, love never cares about beating so?????? I had to do it. I purchased 3 chocolates of Rs. 5 each. I still remember that it was Amul Chocolate. It was an amazing feeling. After I purchased it I went to my school. His name was Santosh.. He knew I liked him and same was his case...I was roaming near his class as I could as a class monitor. I use to do it regularly to get a glimpse of his. He noticed me and I asked him to come out of his classes. In a minute or two he came out. I just gave him the gift and went. He just loved it... Childhood love is so ousum to remember even today. It just brings a huge smile on our faces.
Another incidence which I can't ever forget is when I was in class KG. My father at that point of time was always on tour for 25 days in a month. I use to miss him very very much. So one day I asked my mother that "Ma why Baba is out for so many days?". For which she replied "As you have teachers, your baba also have teachers and he gets homework so he has to stay away". The next day, I was so much pissed off, I without saying anything went to the school but didn't attend the class. I hided myself in a parapet which surrounded a Eucalyptus tree. For almost 3 hours I was there. After searching me for about an hour they finally found me ... My Ma 1st thrashed me left right and centre and then asked me the reason why did I do this. so, I replied "Ma I am angry with Baba's teachers as well as my teacher because they both give homework and that's why baba do not stay at home".
There are so many many many memories that this space might be less to right all..
Childhood was beautiful which was less of complications and which was filled with nice people, stupid but owsum thoughts....
