Discovering Of Jayita's Self

Those childhood days, 

Remain beyond our memories,

To be revived and relived for the freshness of mind.

"Just go and study, don't make any noise",

I used to look out for my father whether he had gone or not to the office so that I would be allowed to be played(but not verbally because my mom rebuked me all time for this) the whole day.

My grandma loved me a lot. And as I was the elder granddaughter I was loved by her a lot and it was my opportunity to demand all the things from her which my papa had not given me though I cried.

My grandma cooked a type of gravy chowmin, I can little bit remember, but even now I feel the smell and taste of those delicious very much oily, spicy, deep-fried in ghee and the taste of it was, wow!! It was just yummy. I called my grandma "Thamma". Whenever my parents beat me she came and took me off to her room. And I felt so much relaxed as the scope of watching TV had been switched on.

I was a very naughty girl in those days who enjoyed her childhood days to the fullest. playing in the field with many boys and coming home approx regularly after spending whole days in sports and all other things, from a corner of the entrance of the house I could see my mother holding rolling pin to beat me with that, but as I was habituated with it, I felt a little.

But in the meantime, I just cannot find myself like earlier. All those days make my reminder of the youthful, of the joyful days.

Memories of childhood are those that help one to forget the fret and fever of real-life and to be relieved once again in happy times.