Beautiful Childhood Life

Beautiful Childhood Life 

When I was born… ha ha I don’t remember anything how I was reacting in any situations, however my parents use to say that I was cute and naughty. I never use to be silent.

Hope you all remember your childhood days, take a moment think about your childhood days!!!

Those days were so beautiful and so much excited to see and face all the new things in Life. Always Happy Happy Happy.

For the First time I stood myself and started walking and running, it was so much happy in running without knowing where am heading… non stop running from one corner to another… my mother would have got tired of holding me in one place. Thanks to my Mom, who always wanted me to walk early, run early, talk early and she never showed her tiredness to anyone.

The first time I saw animals like Cow, Dogs, Butterflies, Birds, I was so much excited and I wanted to play with all of them, when I saw a Butterfly, I wanted to hold it in my hand and count colors. And troubling all the dogs in street with NO fear. Haha

For the first time I hold chalk piece, I was so much excited to draw whatever lines I was drawing, it may be simple lines, after writing, I use to enjoy and laugh on what I was doing, coz it was looking so beautiful for the first time.

For the first time I saw vehicles, Bicycle, Scooter, Car, Bus, Train and most important an Airplane and waving hand by saying HI and BYE… such a wonderful memory. I never knew that I would be traveling so much in life.

First day of the school in lifetime, I was crying to leave my mother and going to school, I never use to realize why my mother is sending me away from her and be in school that too sit in a classroom without playing outside. Haha. When I get lunch break I use to run back home without telling anyone…

For the First time seeing teacher who looked like my enemy, coz of her me and my mother got separated for sometime for the day. Haha

For the first time I ride a bicycle, it was fearful, but at the same time I was so much excited to be on the cycle and peddling, fell down so many times and got hurt, but still never gave up until I was perfectly riding on it.  

For the first time sharing lunch box with new people in the classroom, who became best friends later.

For the first time tasting food that my friend’s moms prepared at school, felt different taste, which was not known how the taste was.

To be Continued. Part 2 of Childhood days.