Starting from the endless memories of our childhood life where our memorable fights with siblings, sharing toys, rushing around here and then, eating tiffin’s of friends during school hours ;And after all which suddenly comes to end where drifting apart ,we grow ;we grow towards our new life leaving the box full of memories within our 💓 heart we grow..
We feel Nostalgic when we look back to those memories, and the origins of it ..which combines happiness, sufferings, mischievous activities -everything reminds us how beautiful those days were. Thinking of those days as we grow, we grow towards the harsh and bitter reality of life.
At first we don't think of it, we walk into our childhood homes where we smell our parents cooking; we feel those days almost dipped into all memories. Whether they’re good or not but it’s like an old evergreen tune to which almost every one of us is linked. And this brings back all our childhood memories back sometimes craving to get back those days again! ..But in the end, facing the reality which perishes us showing that “we are yearning for something that no longer now exists”. And we grow believing that childhood was gone; we grow with missing memories; we grow facing new things; we grow distinguishing between the right and wrong !.. We grow.
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