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Reminiscing
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge until no more energy can be drained from us. Climbing the tress & scaring people . Wiping off all the fruits on our way. Back in those days, sharing was a normal thing rather than a charity. We wrote love letters with the little knowledge we had.
No women ever read that except for our moms. That's how lucky we were!!!
Every morning poses no questions as we planned everything the day before. Riding on our bicycles made us feel like we were in a James Bond movie. The wind sliding past us were bullets and we dodged it better than 007. Swear!!!
Eagerly waiting to grow up never once we imagined that we would look back in those memories. Wish we could go back to witness it first hand.
you know why?
Coz nothing held us back & Those were the days that we truly lived. Laughed to the fullest.
© cal
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge until no more energy can be drained from us. Climbing the tress & scaring people . Wiping off all the fruits on our way. Back in those days, sharing was a normal thing rather than a charity. We wrote love letters with the little knowledge we had.
No women ever read that except for our moms. That's how lucky we were!!!
Every morning poses no questions as we planned everything the day before. Riding on our bicycles made us feel like we were in a James Bond movie. The wind sliding past us were bullets and we dodged it better than 007. Swear!!!
Eagerly waiting to grow up never once we imagined that we would look back in those memories. Wish we could go back to witness it first hand.
you know why?
Coz nothing held us back & Those were the days that we truly lived. Laughed to the fullest.
© cal
