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Juggling through the memories of my childhood I feel strikingly high and am tickled pink. Having the flashbacks of those priceless moments when life was nothing but fun leaves me with the unrealistic longing of reliving those joyful moments at least once before fate decides to permanently close the book of my life. Having spent a good deal of my time recollecting the precious memories of my childhood and laughing to myself ,now I decide to put on display a few pages of the book of my life so that I can share my overwhelming emotions attached to my childhood with you folks.
Well, there is no memory of my childhood that does not have my sister in it.Having the modest age gap of just two years, I always saw in her my best buddy rather than my elder sibling. And I’m glad to say that my childhood memories revolve around a person who is nothing but an epitome of perfection in all senses. I would not give my parents the credit, rather her, for giving me a childhood every child dreams of. Those good old days were filled with all sorts of activities, challenges, learning, and endless ventures. The earliest of the memories I have is of constructing and deconstructing building blocks. We had two huge knapsacks of those building block parts.And me and my sister used to drag them together to the garden and used to spend hours creating all sorts of castles, barracks, houses etc and made a fortress which we showed off to our friends. The best part was listening to my sister’s make-believe stories and then playing out the characters with the whole gang of our friends.Our gang was simply perfect.We all shared the same taste and none of us ever got tired of our everyday ventures. Unlike other girls our age we used to have make-believe terrorist attacks, natural hazards, coups etc. We used to act like warriors at times, doctors, scientists, even aliens. This lasted until my sis finished her primary education. Now that her English literature book provided us with ready-made stories,we had a ceaseless access to interesting and even a bit matured role plays from the books.The nerd that she was, she exploited our school library like anything. And thanks to her that even I started reading those amazing books which made our childhood exceptionally fascinating. I started with Enid Blyton’s The Magic Faraway Tree. Then followed Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, Harry Potter, and of course there was always an abundance of Chandamama, Nanhe Samrat, Champak, Tinkle, Tell Me Why, Reader’s Digest, Wisdom and all those ninja and superheroes comics. As we grew up these books were replaced by Classics which gave us pleasure that we were yet to discover. So our indoor activities basically composed of reading all sorts of books and magazines and discussing them. However our outdoor fun was nonetheless exciting as it always was. Our gang was admirable. I will never forget the role plays we had in the garden. It was the best of our outdoor activities when we were in primary school. The make-believe plays tested our acting skills, memorizing dialogues, creativity and cooperation.With no fear of what was about to come next we lived in the moment and enjoyed ourselves. Painting classes were the one that me and my sister took together. However, since I was more inclined towards classical dance and my sister towards music she was enrolled for piano classes and I for the Odissi dance class. We used to practice a lot and it undoubtedly gave us utmost pleasure. It was merely an activity I indulged in simply because I liked my teacher and was awe inspired by her never-ending appraisals however the fact that I am a trained dancer now fills me with both surprise and exuberance. Our curiosity for learning new things every single day filled each day with illimitable thrill and recreation. We used to make our science and art exhibition projects all by ourselves. Having working parents brings a bit of emptiness and heartache at times but it’s now that I realize that it is because of the unavailability of their presence that made us audacious and self dependent. The love for books that was sparkled in me in those juvenile days has now become a serious affair. When I look back I see a happy kid sitting with her sister surrounded by piles of books, giggling and serenity reflecting from her face. As I moved to secondary school and my paradisaical childhood was nearing its end I created a few memories that suit very well to the closing chapters of my childhood life. I learned cycling and everyday me and my new friends would go on exploring for hours together, laughing, cracking jokes, racing each other. I started to feel the rush. Be it the thrill of speeding past the road with a gang of friends during a heavy downpour, or chilling out in the chilling winter evenings, or trekking in the summers. I felt like I was witnessing a world I never knew I was even a part of. I was experiencing a new life altogether.I wanted to capture these priceless memories and hence I started writing…As time passed by I learned that writing is an activity that involves deep thinking, creativity, constant self-reflection, and literally makes you free. It brings you the freedom of mind and spirit.My childhood taught me that the best of the activities that can give you endless amusement are reading and writing.They were a source of exquisite pleasure then and I am sure that they will continue to impart the same for all the years to come.This was my childhood. Sweet and enchanting!


About SK Rajeshwari

I am an incurable bibliophile, dreamer, writer, poet and connoisseur of all things beautiful. This blog 'My Cosmos' is my first love and nothing pleases me more than constructive feedback for my write-ups. My second love is books. I am an insatiable and roly-poly bookworm. Books teach me how to explore the world inside me and the ones that are outcomes of someone else's unadulterated imagination. What beautifies my existence is the endless walk I enjoy putting on those shoes of imagination. Step into my world, feel my poems and allow your wandering soul to be hypnotized by the fragrance of the captivating manifestations of my dreams, experiences and imagination. Allow this feeling to creep into your being and let your nerves speak the language of beauty and artistry. Bienvenido :)

Posted on August 20, 2015, in Random ramblings. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. One of the best post on anyone’s blog.For a moment I was back into my past memories and I could see my childhood..Truly amazing..A post that would have You see all the best memories of your life..childhood is one of the best phase of life and this post will make you feel like living it once more..Thank U writer for such a Post..Hoping U could write something like this more that would make people love their life..God bless you..:)

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  2. Good read.☺

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  3. ashutosh tripathy

    well childhood days are those reasons that sometimes make you play and feel like a child even after after reaching the age of maturity…….
    sometimes it makes us happy….by remembering those silly mistakes or stupidity what we did in that age of joy….and….
    its childhood what gives us what life is……..the age that makes life simple without any baffling problems……well dear you have articulated it beautifully and once again it reminisce me those fun-filled days of mine…..
    keep it up and just keep writing……


  4. While I was reading the post I wished I could go back to my childhood days bt I can’t.
    As u know Childhood days are the best days of one’s life…
    Life used to be very easy with no worries,no fear and we used to celebrate every bit of life bt now we’ve grown up and are busy with many stuff n whenever we think of these memories it leaves a sweet smile on our face…
    i miss those days badly
    n thanks for sharing this sweet n awesome post of urs…

    i hope miss mechanic u could make some time machine so we all can go back and cherish our childhood again…. 🙂


    • Thank you so much for appreciating the write-up…I can not promise you the time machine but I’ll make sure that I keep writing such posts which may somehow help the readers relive some of the upbeat and blissful memories of their lives. Thanks again for the remarks 🙂


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  6. Beautiful post 🙂 You made it all come alive again! Such wonderful memories we share! And sooo flattered sis 🙂

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