"Mera Bachpan"
- Samreen Ghani
Childhood memories never fade easily, and I long for the
life I had as a child, as many others do. Nostalgia will always be a part of
me, as my childhood was simply unforgettable and wonderful. When I was a child,
I lived with my aunt, my neighbours sometimes and spent a lot of time with my
bestfriend’s family for a while, as my parents are both busy with work in their
company. I still have a clear visual memory about my bestfriend Alisha’s house.
The sofa in the hall, the small TV where we used to watch ‘Makdi’ film
together, the bath tubs in that small washroom where we played for hours with
water and the best thing that wooden chair swing which I still miss.
When I open her house door, I immediately smell the
delicious mutton curry and dal fry which my bestfriend’s mother used to cook. We
both riding cycles down in our society. We both doing everything together. The
most nostalgic time was when me and Alisha go to Kanheri caves with her family.
Enjoying the small river-like way under the bridge and playing with water.
Continuing our way to the counter of Kanheri caves, clicking pictures and
laughing with joy. Aunty making breakfast on the hill near a cave which was by
the way my favorite. Her enthusiastic father encouraging us to climb the cave
and explore new corners. Aunty by our side. Returning back home we halt at the
park where Alisha holds my hand out of fear and we climb the tree house. Then
we head back home with all the memories.
My childhood has always been about my bestfriend. Every
childhood memory is related with her. I still sometimes feel nostalgic about
our few childhood moments. I feel like it happened yesterday, it is so fresh.
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