Little Adiv was new to the place. He used to peek out of his new home window to see the things around. He used to use a little four legged bench to stand on. It was his new favorite pass time doings. Adiv was a little scared to step out and make new friends as it was a new place to him.
He used to enjoy the view where other kids used to rush home every evening from the school and in five minutes they all used to assemble in the ground. Then it was all the kids play party. They used to play like there is nothing else in the world that matters. There used to be screams, howls, laughs and more than everything, the happiness. The play used to go on until the elders used to shriek at their kids to come back home and start their home work which usually used to happen a little later the sunset.
One day, after observing little Adiv peeking from the window many a times, the kids rushed to his home, conversed with his mother and took Adiv to the ground. They all introduced themselves to Adiv and in a moment the play started. Adiv had got many new friends. He no more felt he was new to the place. There was joy, happiness, cheerfulness, fun and everything that made the childhood bright. He got friends who used to share the food, games, naughtiness, friendship bonds, promises, trust and above all, the ones who made and gave him thousands of memories.
Today, Adiv, in his late seventies, sitting on his arm chair, looking at the kids play, could recollect all the childhood memories. He had the little tears running down the cheeks.
Life!
Awww, what a beautiful story. ah, The memories of childhood leave their beautiful prints in us. 🙂
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Very true.. Thank you so much ameena.. 🙂
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It reminds me of the of “selfish giant”. That story has a different theme but the way you have penned down your story is heart touching. There is a fragrance of happiness and there is a scent of sadness.
I’ve read it thrice. Beautiful piece of writing 🙂
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You comments always cheer me up. Thank you so much. I am so happy that you liked it. Heart felt thanks.
I have equally enjoyed writing this one. 🙂
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Reading this and imagining kids playing in a garden reminds me of “Selfish giant”. Again reading it reminds me of “Kite Runner”. The theme of friendship is close to my heart and now I’m thinking about “All the world’s a stage” by Shakespeare.
Sorry for such a long list but I had enjoyed reading it 🙂
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Thank you so much. I am glad you were able to co-relate to all of them. It indeed is happiness to me.
Again, thank you… 🙂
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Nice vignette piece!
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Thank you so much Uday.. 🙂
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Lovely story!
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Thank you so much.. 🙂
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Ah! The innocence of childhood presented in the most charming way possible.
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Thanks a many.. Such a sweet comment.. 🙂
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That’s a sweet Story . Some sweet childhood memories stay on forever.
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Thank you.. they sure do.. 🙂 thank you so much.. 🙂
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Childhood memories stay with us forever…the more we grow old, deeper the footprints of those good old days become… nice story…:-)
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Very true.. Thank you for the thoughts.:-)
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Lovely story.
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Thank you.. 🙂
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A lovely story, Prakash. Childhood memories are precious things. 🙂
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They do sure are.. thank you so much..:-)
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