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Happee children’s day

Now that i am no longer a kid.. not even a teenager, all i am left with is memories of my kid life and being a bit childlike ! 

Thought of making a list of what all i miss... well half century toh maar di... can think of more though....

1    1.      Miss being swung in a chaddur by my parents.
2.     Miss standing on the scooter’s front space holding the handles as my Baba rode.
3.     Miss being cradled and put to sleep.
4.     My aaji drying my wet hair and making funny noises and telling stories!
5.     Miss standing on my toes to reach the wash basin.
6.     Miss playing teacher-teacher with my toys.
7.     Miss playing with that thread tied apple shaped fugga.
8.     Miss being scolded at for not studying.
9.     Miss swinging on the bench.
10.   Miss playing on the slides and the swings, the see saws, the jungle gym!
11.   Miss horse riding in deshmukh garden.
12.  Miss those frilly frocks.
13.   Miss those socks over ballerinas.
14.  Miss those water bottles hanging around my neck.
15.   Miss the triangle shaped handkerchief pinned to my uniform.
16.   Miss the uniform.
17. Miss the horizontal two buckled school bag with cartoons on it.
18.   Miss the talking to imaginary friends anywhere and anytime.
19.  Miss making up stories.
20.  Miss playing on that two battery buttoned video game.
21. Miss putting free sticker tattoos on my writs and palms.
22.  Miss putting two ponies.
23.Miss the matador rides to school.
24.Miss dirtying my uniform.
25.  Miss playing “aao mina”.
26.  Miss playing fire in the mountain, orange juice and lemons.
27.   Miss playing pakda pakdi with my cousins at somebody’s wedding.
28.  Miss those clip on clips.
29. Miss  the art and craft period.
30.  When the monitor wrote my name on board for talking.
31.  Miss rolling down on the garden lawn.
32.  Miss playing hide and seek with mum at home.
33.   Miss talking to dried leaves visiting my balcony.
34.   Miss riding my red tricycle.
35.   Miss the tricycle rides to the dairy with Baba and Appu.
36.   Miss taking Appu everywhere.
37.   Miss screaming at the top of my lungs.
38.   Miss laughing out loud.
39.    Miss playing boxing match with neighbour friend on the sofa.
40.   Miss preparing and performing for the parents day!
41.    Miss playing with stray dogs for hours.
42.    Miss writing h.w for homework.
43.     Miss those red remarks of teacher – very good, very talkative, incomplete!
44.      Miss the sick leaves to school and being pampered at home.
45.       Miss the octopus bubble bath gel.
46.       Miss jumping in the puddles in rains.
47.         Miss that raincoat and gumboots.
48.        Miss going for tuitions and babysitter.
49.       Miss waiting for Mum and dad to come home after office.
50.    Miss the chaan chaan ghoshti cassettes.
   
Well, no big deal wishing people "Happee Children's Day"... atleast you smile at the thought of being a kid :)


Comments

Pawan Jha said…
The kid in us never dies, just grew up and growing up is sad but necessary. :-)

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