Thursday, 2 March 2017

memories of childhood

MEMORIES OF CHILDHOOD:
The memories of childhood have their own significance in one's life. As one grown up one feel more and more attached with his childhood, the best period of man's life. A child has no worries, anxieties or work. He is free from the dirty and filthy noise of worldly life. His motto of life remains eat, drink and be merry the charm of childhood cannot be forgotten. These memories leave an everlasting impression on one's life.
 Same is the case with me. When i recollect the days of my childhood. I feel very much delighted:it was a pleasant period which i spent in high spirits.
 In my childhood i was carefree having no worries at all, I used to wander like a deer in the open fields enjoying the natural beauty in the pastures.
There are certain incidents which are still fresh in my memory. For instance at the age of five. I got a serve attack of typhoid. In those days medical science was not so much advanced. In the absence of proper diagnosis. I was reduced to a skeleton. After taking medicine for a sufficiently long period, I was cured. The doctor advised me to go to some hill station. So father took me to Muree.
 Once a juggler with two monkeys fell in live with the she monkey. She monkey refused to marry the monkey. The he monkey went to his father in laws house after wearing colorful dress. These were the pranks which attracted me. I fully appreciated the tricks shown by the juggler.
 Another incident which i still remember is swimming experience.It was Sunday when i along with  my friends went for picnic to river Ravi. Some of us were expert swimmers but unluckily i did not know how to a swim. My friends dived into the river and compelled me also to to do the same. Soon i was caught by the current of water and was carried away swiftly. There was every possibility of my losing life but the due to the valor of one my friends. I was rescued from the current of water and was brought on the bank. I was really very much grateful to him because he have me a new life.
 The memory of the days spent in my childhood is still haunting my mind. Although i do wish that those days full of pleasure may come back yet i know that it is a thing of the past. Time is always on its wings. I cannot enjoy those's days again.
 It is this period which has often been praised by poets and writers. Recollecting past is to plunge ourselves in a state of melancholy. Wordsworth the immortal poet of England and a great worship of nature describes in his poems his childhood period which to him was full of pleasantries and pleasure of joy an entertainment.
  As i am growing in age. I feel greater attachment and attraction for those days which i had spent in my childhood. I am certain that my desire of enjoying childhood again will never be fulfilled because gone are the good old days when i was a child.....

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