#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

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Just like everyone else my childhood was the most heavenly phase of my life. We lived in a quiet, sleepy village with its inhabitants numbering just two-hundred. Our home was located near a pristine river, untouched by the malice of modernity accompanied by lush-green fields, dense-trees and surrounded by snowy mountains.

Close to our tiny-home was a large-bungalow of the village chief Ramu-Singh who had three children Sati, Rama, and Shoumik all...