That Childhood Memory…

         One Fine evening, I went to a garden with some of my friends. We went there to spend some time away from the everyday hustle, as there are very few places to spend such peaceful time. I was sitting with all them on a bench aside and enjoying the evening quietly.

That was a lovely garden, there were tall trees, some benches and enough space for the kids to play. I was watching people having a good time with their friends, parents or family. Also, there were some kids playing, riding a bicycle. Kids were enjoying the happy moments.

It was so fascinating and mesmerizing to watch those kids enjoy their childhood. At that very moment, it reminded me about my childhood. Everything just flashed infront of my eyes in a moment. Like other children, my childhood days were not so special or happy. But there are some special memories, that I cannot ever forget.

One of the special memory is, my mother used to tell me stories about lord Krishna and also she used to teach me shloka & stotras. I used to find those stories about lord Krishna very fascinating. I used to love the way she used to narrate all the things.

But this situation takes me back to a very special memory of my childhood. ‘ That Childhood Memory ‘ was somehow like this, related to childhood, trees, bicycle…                  

Back then I had a friend named Chinmayee, we used to play a lot together. She had a lovely house with a front yard having 2 tall and huge trees. Whenever I visited her place, we always used play in the front yard around those trees. She also had a cute and a pretty white & pink coloured bicycle.

I used to love to play in that front yard, riding that bicycle. I loved to stay there and play around that place rather than playing indoor. I used to try to convince my friend to stay in the front yard but she is used to love indoors. But it always fascinated me, that how wonderful these trees are and how nice it is to spent some time here riding a bicycle.

As a Child, I did not understand what was I thinking then. At that time I only understood that this makes me so happy to be here. That I love to be here, doing what I love at a place that I like.But now when I think about it, I really feel like I used to love those moments of solitude. For a child it may seem like a deep thought, but why not ? after all everyone loves solitude, be it a child or grown up.

While sitting in that garden I was trying to have my moment of solitude and happiness away from everyday hustle…that reminded me of that lovely childhood memory..

Because…

The garden had trees, bicycle, happiness, kids…                  

And That Childhood memory also had..

 trees, bicycle, happiness…

And a happy kid….!