I can very clearly recap my childhood memories; I remember spending whole day looking after our corn field, shunning away the monkeys from the field. It was not an easy task for me to be there at the field for long hours so, to make it easier; I tried to hang oil tin to use it as a drum to create some sort sound to scare away the monkeys who would trespass our filed just to eat the thing we have planted, I mean my grandma had planted.
Often while I was trying to chase away the monkeys, they end up showing the same facial expression, I made to them and it would really scare me. But there was no option left for other than being security guard of our field, if not they would clear our filed. The corn field was a world to me; I thought there was no place beyond that.
It was during rainy season when my grandma told me that I should not enter our corn field in the foggy weather alone as I may encounter the dark witch, who would eventually kidnap children and vanish and I would not see you again. But you know those things really did not bothered to me and I did not meet any witch even though I played inside the field.
I would see steams passing through the field during rainy season and it was a most exhilarating moment for me as I got to do lot of things with the steams being a child that time. I remember making small ponds while collecting water from the steam and it would appear to me...