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My Childhood Memories

Those were the days when I was carefree and happy.

Memories of beautiful days, Loving parents danced around me, Drink your milk quickly, school bus time, I am obstinate and wait till the end.

The days when I climbed trees, I tore my pretty frocks perched up, Playing with my friends sitting on trees, Parents waiting, ready with hot lunch.

I play with my little brother all the time, Having fun pushing his rocking duck, The large tree above giving us shade, Not a care in the world those carefree days.

The happy days full of flowers, The fruit trees bearing delicious fruits, The cows in their shed mooing loudly, The birds flying singing and croaking.

My childhood memories I love, Days of freedom and happiness, No worries and always great fun, Memories of the lovely cheerful days.

I have many childhood memories of being carefree and having fun. I have one younger brother who loved his rocking duck. I used to push it and he used to laugh. I loved the sound of his laughter.

I had a big house with flowers, an orchard and a kitchen garden. There were many trees and two cows. My parents doted on me and loved me a lot.

When I went after fifty years to Ranchi. the house was made in multi-storeyed apartments and where the orchard was it was sold into plots of land and there were many houses. My childhood felt crushed. It was completely gone. The beautiful house is no longer there.

Life moves on and waits for no one. Let us move on while keeping our memories alive.

Thank You, Somsubhra Banerjee, Priyanka Srivastava, Elisabeth Khan, and Rahul Sharma, for all the prompts in these 30 days coming to an end today.

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