I wanna grow up once again!

Was listening to "GIVE ME SOME SUNSHINE" from 3 idiots and revisiting
my pleasant memories. Grabbed a pen and started writing down weird
instances straight from my kiddo years (in no particular fashion) with
a little help from SMILE (that's my old diary). This trip down those
crazy years of my life did manage to light up my faces. And even
though it made me go red in the face out of embarrassment, it was
definitely worth it.
So here I am sharing some anecdotes of my
'LONG-GONE-YET-NOT-FORGOTTEN-YESTERDAY' with you who have come to
become an essential part of my
'PRECIOUS-AND-NEVER-TO-BE-FORGOTTEN-TODAY'

• Where are the days when I used to play CONTRA & MARIO during summer holidays, with my brother over our new tiny video game which we treasured more then our soul.
  
  
• The days when I used to be really happy and top of the world for having more than 50 pieces of TAZZO (use to come inside the packet chips named CHEETOS, I guess) and also Boomer – big bubble Tattoos.
  
  
• OPEN HOUSE DAY, the day when I would go numb, dull, hoping to get my name on the board on the top rank. (At least once, but my teachers never wanted me to be happy)
  
  
• The days of Sankranti when I use to fly polythene tied to a string in my balcony and singing songs and shout loudly at the passing by people.(Well, I'm feeling embarrassed now)
  
  
• The days back when my dad used to come back from office with story books, chocolates and blank DIARIES without fail and how we used to rush down to help him carry stuff. Collecting diaries was my favorite obsession.
  
  
• The nights when I and my brother used to pretend that we are sleeping when dad arrives and then the whole process of waking us up and we playing pranks on him used to start.
  
  
• The days, when anyone can lure me for any task in exchange of a CADBURY chocolate.
  (You can still give it a try, I would do mANYTHING for the FRUIT & NUTS)
  
  
• I wish I could see my Mom asking Rs 20 everyday from dad for her auto fare even now.
  
  
• Miss those days when mom used to lock us in the house during the day, while she was away for work and how I and my brother used to get scared each time the bell rang. We both were given Rs 10 a day for staying alone at home and not disturbing neighbour.
  
  
• The days when I use to stop in front of the bicycle stores and ask mom to buy the blue bicycle for me. And my mom was smart; she knew that I am dumb. She always delayed the idea of buying the bicycle for the simple reason "Beta, aaj chutta nahi hai, kal aa kar lenge". Instead, hands me a Cadbury and walks me back home.
  
  
• Now I even laugh when I think of the days when my school bus used to take me back to school without dropping at the pick up stop in the absence of anyone from the babysitting. My teachers used to love watching me cry.
  
  
• I still remember the days when during my summer vacations, I used to visit granny's place and she used to apply some sort of weird oil over my head to ensure that my head remains cool. And me being me, used to cry every single time and complain about it. Now I miss that pampering a lot.

Why can't we make our life cycle all backward?
You should die first and get it out of the way. Then you go live in an old age home. When you get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension. Then when you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your 'retirement'. You drink beer, party and get ready for High School. You go to primary school, become a kid; you play with no responsibilities. You become a little baby; you go back and spend your last 9 months floating with luxuries inside spa and room service on tap. And then finally, you finish off flowing as seminal fluid!!


I sincerely wish I could press the 'Rewind' button and live all those times again!
There are so many instances which come to mind when I think about those good old days. These were just a few of them. Saving the rest for another day, for another time, for another smile.



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