- Watching Giant Robert, He man, Wonder years
- Reading the Mahabharata comic strips my grandad would buy me, long long ago
- Numerous fights over the remote control- an integral thrill of living in a joint family
- Being pampered by my-once-upon-a-time many family members
- The bedtime tales appa would cook up especially for me
- Those rare vacations to the native place, where nani ma and cousins were the flavours of Summer
- Playing stapu in the veranda of N-29
- Diligently working on my school home work, like its the most crucial thing of the day
- Cycling for hours with my childhood friends and sporting gazillion band aids- mark of bravery it was.
- Pillow and fist fights with my brothers (I always had a black eye)
- Maggie eating sessions, where I preferred to finish last
- Those frequent trips to Richa's large bungalows where we did nothing but fight and make up
- Eagerly awaiting Diwali and Christmas vacations
- Times when I sketched
- Days when ache was a myth
- Time when all we did was dream and stay alive
- School library, nail painting sessions in the backbench, tiffin eating and Nancy drew reading sessions in the Math lecture
- The pride with which I sang aloud the school anthem
- Silly girlie talks over the break time coupled with aimless musing of what might lie ahead
- Stealing glances at the blokes from the adjacent boys school
- Last year of college when all dreams seemed true and ambitions seemed just perfect
- Afternoons when I perched myself on the terrace water tank and counted the aeroplanes flying by, looking in the direction of the airport and saying- One day I'll be there!
- Carefree childhood bliss
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Those were the days
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8 comments:
You made me almost cry...
Sniff sniff..i almost got senti too writing this...
we are the senti club..yay yay
the thing is we either keep dwelling in the past or we keep worrying bout that uncertain future.. back to the days as kids when the only thing that ever scared us was homework and exams and the thing we always longed for were games and vacations. once we are outta there life is for us to handle and suddenly we realize someone's snatched away that security blanket. thats when the life goes on to become a bitch. somewhere the frustration creeps in as we are presented with a host of choices and we want to take them all. we start expecting from life. thus we start screwing it up.
dont worry.. life is still as good and life is still as fun.. may be our perception towards it has changed. wear a diff set of eyes and u'll easily get to record a million beautiful things that are happening around u! :)
in the end.. i loved this post.. the stupid shit i wrote above was a result of the memories this post brought out and went on to make me senti too :)
Let's make our future worth remembering too. Keep up your spirits. Keep fighting. Keep alive. Lots of love and wishes, puzli
--Floyd: I think the reason wy we keep going back to those good ole days is because thats the comfort zone we had, a place where we lived without any worry or anxiety, for that was the place where we believed that all is possible. Today we worry aout the future with feet going back in the past is simply because one is dead and the other is taking too long to come alive...and what we are living in..the present is way to stagnated...yes there is hope...there is always hope..perceptions are but a way of life..with time they change and fade..lifes good...nice perception!
Thanks ya..for liking the post :)
--Puzli: To make the future worth remembering you need to live the present and extract from the past the best..its only then it will be worth remembering...Future to me is a myth...
this was life .... i wish i could write abt bhopal.. but that ll be on my blog :)
beautifully thought out and written.. covers most of what i miss even today..
--Lunatic: Thanks man...waiting for you to write about Bhopal...:)
the present is way to stagnated
wow! thats so true... never realized it. wow!
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