Now before you read this…hold on and understand , I was too young to know all of these things.The story begins when I met a boy when I was in my first grade. At lunch we used to sit together and share the lunch at one section of the table
.I remember the day when I slept during an English hour (a post lunch nap break :-)),I suddenly called my teacher “MUMMY” and how badly he made fun out of this on the evening. I hated his company ,but thanks to our travel back in school bus 
He used to boast about his skills how high he can jump above all the benches of our classroom , his sliding skills on the staircase. Since we were two girls at home, I always used to wonder how he does all these out of curiosity (OMG Aankh phadke. Thats when for the first time I started admiring him for his skillsets
One day when we were together after the school he used to whisper secrets and I felt incredibly happy to be his confidante.we used to walk together in the hall way & waited for the school hours to get over to share our snacks.And this is the time when I had my crush for him(which I realized it after many years).This went on for months -we were promoted to 2nd grade and like any other day we were waiting for our school bus. He told me that he is going to leave the school and like any other day I ignored him thinking its a lie. Later I realized that its no more a joke and I am loosing a good friend.For the first time my eyes got wet – the genuine one (it was very much different from tears that I used to shed after getting punishments/imposition from teachers J)).And we bid good bye to each other & parted our way and never met again.
And today,20 years later, sitting beside my husband ,sipping a cup of coffee & sharing story with him I have so much to say
That’s why “Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke.” (Courtesy -Julian Barnes)!!!!
That’s why “Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke.” (Courtesy -Julian Barnes)!!!!
