we are small innocent kids

When we are born in this world we know nothing. We could recognise some voices and some faces only. We don't have any identity of ourselves. We are fully dependent on our mother, father, or any other relative to complete our tasks. Later on, we are given a name, the name which identifies us

Now as I am introducing myself to you as Chiku the name given to me by my grandparents as they love the fruit Sapota means Chiku the most. I am not the only child but have a tiny little sibling, also her name is Vaidehi. We both play, fight, eat, and does so many things all together. Vaidehi is too small for me and also a girl I need some boys of my age to play with me. For this, I went outside of the home to search for some boys with whom I could play the boy's kind of game.

  When I entered the street firstly I met Raju and Tanu both of them were playing with a ball. One is throwing the ball and another one is catching the same. I politely go to them and introduce myself and also ask their name. They readily start to play with me any game I like the most. But also they asked me about Nandu when I ask them who Nandu is. They told me about Nandu that he is firstly the tallest of them and also big in age. That is why he is the leader of our all-children gang. So I ask them to let me meet the Nandu. The next day took me to meet Nandu in the backyard of our houses. As described, the Nandu resembles the same he is tall, and fat, and looks bigger in age too when I go to greet Nandu by his name. The Tanu said please Chiku call him Nandu bhaiya. I said okay I would do the same as at least I am getting the company of boys to play with me. One day Nandu, the leader of all, had thrown the ball outside the street but a thing comes into my mind the home in which the ball entered was my father's acquaintance once. So I asked all of them not to get scared I know the house owner. I went politely to admit that this is the ball by which we all are playing and by mistake, it comes into your home. By listening to the truth from me that uncle forgave us and returned our ball. Really such golden days those were