I loved it while reaching back home the smell of matar pulav dragged me straight to kitchen.
Shampoo came in sachets and were restricted to be used only on marriage functions and on my bday.
I love that Old Tring tring Phone.
I loved the Icecream waala who gave us colorful icecreams at Rs 1. I loved it when my mom receive that blue color inland letter every month.
I wish someone could write me too.
I loved it when that box of ours (t.v) sounded "MOWGLI" "SHAKTHIMAAN" .
I loved the group dance of school which were originally on folk songs.
I loved my new textbooks smell .
I loved the "dadimaa" stories.
I loved my skipping rope ,My badminton My brothers kancha collection , rubberband guccha, his color pens My mom's handbag Her shoes. My dad's tie.
I loved my summer holidays . I loved it when school reopens yes i did.
and many more ..
you know what i love doing?
Writing A to Z and counting 1 to 10 . Because i know all mentioned above were things that will never come back. Live the day u r living coz its gonna be memory someday
Shampoo came in sachets and were restricted to be used only on marriage functions and on my bday.
I love that Old Tring tring Phone.
I loved the Icecream waala who gave us colorful icecreams at Rs 1. I loved it when my mom receive that blue color inland letter every month.
I wish someone could write me too.
I loved it when that box of ours (t.v) sounded "MOWGLI" "SHAKTHIMAAN" .
I loved the group dance of school which were originally on folk songs.
I loved my new textbooks smell .
I loved the "dadimaa" stories.
I loved my skipping rope ,My badminton My brothers kancha collection , rubberband guccha, his color pens My mom's handbag Her shoes. My dad's tie.
I loved my summer holidays . I loved it when school reopens yes i did.
and many more ..
you know what i love doing?
Writing A to Z and counting 1 to 10 . Because i know all mentioned above were things that will never come back. Live the day u r living coz its gonna be memory someday
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