Once choosing the color of a sketch pen was a tough task.
Occupying the window seat in the school bus was called obsession.
Getting a toffee as a birthday treat from a friend made our day.
Being the first one to finish copying from the blackboard was the ultimate moment of pride.
Hiding the answers from a bench partner during exams was not called selfishness.
When homework was the only torture.
We thought all elders are ideal.
Early to bed, early to rise was life’s mantra.
Owning a cycle was like owning everything.
To Look Good was Only to put Loads of Powder & a neat comb.
We didn’t need Facebook or a phone to keep in touch!
Awesome are the Memories of Those Childhood Days ♥ 🙂