• Capt SN Ahmed

Street of childhood

I traveled on the streets of childhood yesterday.

Chhota sa aangan, ek purana lamp shade and so many such small small things that gave me goosebumps. I never thought that my childhood days were very different than today's children.

But I was so wrong.

Still in some corner of a street there are homes on the outskirts where time is standing still. Where there is still a breeze of fresh air. An open compound to play in. A tree to climb upon and mud that fills the nostalgic aroma of rains in your nostrils.

It was so much mine. Near the outer ring road at Bongulur this house has brought back the child in me.

Please break away from the concrete-cocoons and once in a while travel far. Your childhood might be waiting somewhere.

C ya soon Capt Ahmed


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