Life was all fine during the 90's. I was growing younger at that time. I never had any dreams about my future(But use to say, want to become a pilot).
Never had my parents spoke about my career. I was not forced to compete with children of my age in any activities. It was the time when I was in the city Visakhapatnam. The beach city.. The port city... and a wonderful city...
Ofter i had the feeling:
After every day, if i think of yesterday i felt yesterday was a better day.
10th class lo vunnappudu.... 9th class lo gadipina rojulu happy gaa anipinchevi....
Intermediate 1st yr lo.... 10th better anipinchedi....
Those beautiful childhood days.... I miss them very much..
I can not forget.....
Those school days, when i used to roam around & play in the ground
Those fancy dress competitions & my skits
Those days, which I cried a lot for my first watch.
Those saturday evenings.. playing in the RK beach
Those sunday mornings watching Doordarshan programs
Those Long summer vacations and holiday delights
Those days on Aug15th & Jan26th, spending time in decorating the class rooms
No worries... No thinking of tomorrow... just shouting & being lazy...
How would it be if, we are born at 50(age 50yr).. and after every year we become younger and younger, Instead of growing older....and finally one day we die.. going back into our mother's womb.. Thats a wonderful imagination..
There is always a child in us, no matter what the age is...
I Hope all of us wish to live those days again....
Kid.. kiddie..kiddish.......like a kindergarten student.... :-) :-) :-)
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