Not just My “CHILDHOOD” it’s
Your’s as well…..
It’s a typical house I will say my parental HOME of late fifties of the last century or so (even much much before i was born).
But I have memories to cherish with my sweetest moments of my childhood.There used to be a big open space in front of the house where marriage ceremony of all my four sisters as well we two sons were celebrated with much pump & gaity.
Typical old pattern house 🏡 with a big pond
on the back yard where a lot of indigenous species of fishes , crabs 🦀 & prawns 🍤 used to be raised with sheds for cows 🐮 with their calves were an added advantage to those days living style.
Lot of coconut 🌴trees , mango plants , pomegranate plants and many more fruit as well as flower 🌺 plants of some excellant varieties were there & still the mango trees bear the best and sweet mangos in summer time.
All these relates to my own childhood where I used to play hide and seek and many more games with kids from our neighbour-hood.
I lost my father when i was hardly 27 years and after 13 years again I lost my mother…..
“MAY BE THE GREATEST LOSS FOR ANY BODY”.Yet knowing well that nothing is permanent on this earth 🌏.
In recent days I have developed a very typical emotional attachment….
“Most of the time , when ever I visit my home 🏡these days I like to wander on the backyard,the pond side and staring at the long coconut 🌴plants and mango trees loathed with ripen mangos & the more I am being attracted to my “mother’s memory” of my childhood of most pampered upbringing”
I know well….
it’s not just my “childhood memories” but every one ☝🏾 of my reader friends here,have the same memories spent with their siblings & parents….not just to remember but to go deep in to “enlightened & emotional thoughts”.
LET’s NOT FORGET THE PAST SWEET DAYS of OUR OWN CHILDHOOD….LET’s be connected….
In the loving memories of “CHILDHOOD”.
“It’s just not my memories of my childhood but It’s Our Memories of Our Childhood”
Home is where your heart♥️ lies.We girls are destined to leave our destination.But the heart lies in their Baper bari,maika call it any name thats her fav holiday destination.My ancestral home is 100years old under lock and key but I don’t have the courage to sell it out and move on.I find them waiting in those empty rooms it seems they are peeping from the wall.My words may seem absurd but only I can feel it ..ameen.
I can too feel your way….
It’s the Shiva… Who cherish all beautiful memories of childhood ..
Om Namah Sibaya
Sniff sniff 😇… nostalgic journey down memory lane… childhood, growing up with siblings, with a host of aunts n uncles, grandparents, etc etc., friends abound, landmark occasions celebrated… ‘koi lauta dey mere beetey huey don… bachpan key din bhi kya din they…
“Koi Lauta de mera O bitey hue din”
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This is beautiful Siba…. a beautiful house indeed and the pics are awesome
With a lot of unforgettable memories
Walking down the memory lanes of childhood always gives immense pleasure to each and every human being. Where ever we reside in professional life,we must get connected to our birthplace. Memories and emotions of childhood associated with your birthplace is well depicted in the Weblog.
Dada
Now i feel my emotions put right words 2 take you to your childhood.
Amar mamabarir sathe anek mil jaygatar.Besh bhalo lglo.
O tai ?
Bah khub valo laglo….tumi abar sei Mama ar Mamar bari r smriti firey peyecho
We do go back and relive those glorious days.. nothing like your childhood memories
Nita
I am sure i could remind you your nostalgic days you spent with your parents and siblings.
You did..
those days are always the sweetest days of our time
Yes dear ❤️