Was just sitting simply and was thinking about how days are going…
The way things have changed….suddenly realized a new topic for the blog, As i have mention it as a heading...
I was recalling my old days when I was a kid …probably we all were kid 17years before ..
Which reminds of going to school in a cycle..every morning cleaning it and then oil it and fill air on it by paying 50paisa… we used to fill the king our own life ..Racing with friends till school and having bet….Never used to miss school as that was the best place in the world.. Saying prayer every morning and start our day with..for which we don’t have time now…
We used to wait for the lunch, so that instead of having lunch (which our mom used to give us) we can have all chats, bhel and so khatti mitti chocolate… Used to have all those stuff in which flies used to sit on it…Having two rupees as a pocket money, which used to make us fell, the richest guy at that point of time…days when we used to take 2 rs from and 5 from dad..saying some lies to him…which even he was knowing but still giving to us. Every Saturday used to wear a white uniform and go to school for a half day….doing exercise which we used to call as P.T day…Having water color and color sketches to color our painting books…instead of coloring the book, we used to color our self and our neighbors and fight for those simple things…Life was good and fun …Coming home and again go for playing games..when our mom used to cal us for studying and we don’t use to come on time, Getting scolding everyday bt still used to enjoy…
Every Sunday used to get up fresh early morning to have Great breakfast as the favorite MAGGI….Watching Rangoli ,jungle book, Shaktimaan, Captain Veyom..etc…when mom used to tell use to switch of and study We used to promise our mom saying that will study in the afternoon…and we used to sleep in the afternoon….ha ha ..so fun na..Every exam we used to buy new Pads, fountain ink pen, those white color pilots pen, those uniball and jetter pen…every exam new geometry box…and our parents used to send us for the exam having sweet dhai.. They used to send us, as if we are going to fight for the country..We were treated as soldiers..As soon as we used to come, 1st question thrown to us was how was the paper? Answer was fine mom..(Lied) rite people…so that till the result comes can be normal and can have fun….
I still remember, we could not call any girls to their number..and if any girl could call in our residence no. then that’s it….We used to wait for our friends birth day to come so that can go for the party at their respective home…cutting cakes ,having samossa, pavbaaji and etc..we used to carry a nice gift for them same as usual like a pen ,perfume, geometri box…that’s what we used to give as a gift… so funny………… That time we used to go the picnic from school …used to go to circus, fairs in the city……..Wish we could not have grown up…hope it will touch u all…
Miss those days badly….
The way things have changed….suddenly realized a new topic for the blog, As i have mention it as a heading...
I was recalling my old days when I was a kid …probably we all were kid 17years before ..
Which reminds of going to school in a cycle..every morning cleaning it and then oil it and fill air on it by paying 50paisa… we used to fill the king our own life ..Racing with friends till school and having bet….Never used to miss school as that was the best place in the world.. Saying prayer every morning and start our day with..for which we don’t have time now…
We used to wait for the lunch, so that instead of having lunch (which our mom used to give us) we can have all chats, bhel and so khatti mitti chocolate… Used to have all those stuff in which flies used to sit on it…Having two rupees as a pocket money, which used to make us fell, the richest guy at that point of time…days when we used to take 2 rs from and 5 from dad..saying some lies to him…which even he was knowing but still giving to us. Every Saturday used to wear a white uniform and go to school for a half day….doing exercise which we used to call as P.T day…Having water color and color sketches to color our painting books…instead of coloring the book, we used to color our self and our neighbors and fight for those simple things…Life was good and fun …Coming home and again go for playing games..when our mom used to cal us for studying and we don’t use to come on time, Getting scolding everyday bt still used to enjoy…
Every Sunday used to get up fresh early morning to have Great breakfast as the favorite MAGGI….Watching Rangoli ,jungle book, Shaktimaan, Captain Veyom..etc…when mom used to tell use to switch of and study We used to promise our mom saying that will study in the afternoon…and we used to sleep in the afternoon….ha ha ..so fun na..Every exam we used to buy new Pads, fountain ink pen, those white color pilots pen, those uniball and jetter pen…every exam new geometry box…and our parents used to send us for the exam having sweet dhai.. They used to send us, as if we are going to fight for the country..We were treated as soldiers..As soon as we used to come, 1st question thrown to us was how was the paper? Answer was fine mom..(Lied) rite people…so that till the result comes can be normal and can have fun….
I still remember, we could not call any girls to their number..and if any girl could call in our residence no. then that’s it….We used to wait for our friends birth day to come so that can go for the party at their respective home…cutting cakes ,having samossa, pavbaaji and etc..we used to carry a nice gift for them same as usual like a pen ,perfume, geometri box…that’s what we used to give as a gift… so funny………… That time we used to go the picnic from school …used to go to circus, fairs in the city……..Wish we could not have grown up…hope it will touch u all…
Miss those days badly….
