The Childhood Memories

When we think back about our childhood, may vivid memories spring to our mind. Some are pleasurable while some are painful. Regardless of the quality we

attach to these memories ,they constitute the early experiences of our life and they help to make us the person that we are today.

The most vivid memory that we have is about the time we teased our parents for small small toys.And then cry so bitterly up till the moment comes, and they utter from their mouth " Yes"..

Childhood is that golden period of life which flies away without giving any notice and never comes back.

Just as a potter moulds the pot according to his wish, similarly any individual is moulded in his or her childhood.

There are so manymemories that we want again in our life, when there was no tension, no seriousness and no maturity. We were completely out of the world. We knew nothing about the coming future. We were engaged in our own small world of games and chocolates. We were excited about the colors and pichkaaris whenever the festival "Holi" was about to come. We were so much excited for the new clothes at the " Dusherra " Occasion. We just wanted to grab all those crackers, from our friend during the " Diwali ".

In the afternoon, we played all sorts of games and pranks in the street. We were very mischievous when we were young. Whenever we saw a man passing on the way, sometimes we would pull down his turban and run away. Sometimes when we found a bullock cart waiting on the way and the cart man gone away for a while on business, we would ride the cart and drive the bullocks to some distance and disappear. On his return, the cart man was puzzled when they would not find his cart. But this made us roar with laughter. The cart man would run after us but we would disappear through small lanes.

Childhood is free from cares. There are no duties and responsibilities on the shoulders of a child. A child eats, drinks, sleeps and plays. When he eats a piece of bread, he does not think from where it comes. His father alone knows that. Even when someone dies in the family, a child is not touched. A child lives in a bliss of ignorance had innocence. Really as Wordsworth says, "Heaven lies about us in our fancy". The memory of these good days makes us happy.

The time passed away when we didn't knew the value of money. We were happy with the coins not the notes. The time passed away when we had no work to do, and we felt bored.

As we grew in age, worries about ourstudies and small worldly matters came upon us. By now we have been in a higher secondary school. We would prepare ourselves for the higher secondary examination.The burdenand pressure went on increasing years by years.

Now no one has time. Everyone is busy in their own lives. No one has foolishness.
Everyone has become clever. People have reached to the peak of maturity. Now they do not think emotionally.

They have became wise and clever. I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.

" Sunsets,like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting."- Richard Paul Evan