Life has become too systematic . Moments of surprises and
small happiness have also become measurable .I still remember when papa bought
us a caramboard . The whole night we 4 were on it and we never slept .
We all were also fond of paper boats . My elder sister was
good in making these and so she used to lead . Our first Tv , fridge , scooter
, dining table , my first cycle , all were so exciting and it gave me far more happened
and satisfaction then what I feel now .
All those moments are priceless and when I sit and think ,
even with all the world I may have now ,
those days won’t come back .
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