What transports me back to childhood? A sensation, a taste, a smell, a piece of music?
For those who know me at all, know that I can be talkative 🙂 so, sit back and relax as I take you to all those lovely spaces in my mind where you can become a child with me.
Do you remember your school?
Everyday, as I prepare my daughter for school, it reminds me of the countless memories associated with school. The familiar rush on weekdays & the snoozing in bed on weekends. A place where we went to study, to play sports, to debate, to sing, to learn and unlearn but, most importantly to make friends, for life.
Who can forget the cartoons?
I watch a host of cartoons even today. Aruja is just an excuse to watch them 😉 As a child, We used to have a person deliver a video cassette every weekend to our home and I used to watch it on our VCD player. I still remember, his name was Ramchandra. My magician 🙂 and today when I watch, “Sooraj Ek, Chanda Ek, Taare anek?” with Aruja, I still am amazed at the simplicity in some of these cartoons. The quality of the animation has definitely improved but has the quality of the message?
A childhood home? Who lived in yours?
Few months back, I passed my old house. The one we used to live in when I was a child. The entire look of the house was changed. The little girl in me could not have recognized it. Back then, It was a lovely large house with a front lawn and a backyard full of trees. We were a family of eight. Yes, that’s right, My parents, we three sisters and our pets – a dog, a cat and a tortoise.
My sister and I used to share a room upstairs and it was our domain. We had our usual influence of Bollywood movies and we used to even enact some scenes. Picture this, we used to fight and fight and then suddenly exclaim on seeing a pre-made identical mark, “yeh Nishaan, Bhaiya” and another one where we had a big cupboard and my sister used to put me inside it, standing. When someone used to open the door to the cupboard, I was instructed to fall like a dead body and she would exclaim loudly shouting, “Laash!”
The house gave us many memories but, we appreciated these only many years later. It taught me two things, without the people & animals, the house was no longer a home and second, that childhood means enjoying your stupid, crazy, hilarious and comical moments to make memories forever.
I was blessed to have had a chance to have my own pets. I pray that this is one blessing which I can bestow on my daughter too, for words would fail to express how my world changed because of the animals in my home.
Did you have a place to go to when you were really down?
Life was not always good. In fact that would be an understatement but, I had a favorite temple I visited. A Datta Mandir near my home. I would just cycle away whenever I felt like visiting.
When I ask Aruja to pray, there is one sentence we say often to god, “I love you”. For this is the relationship I had with him as a child. He was my friend and confidante to share all the failures, sadness and successes with. He still is.
Grandparents: that special bond
This post about my childhood is actually because of Aruja. In her, I see myself. The bond she has with my mother reminds me of my own grandmother. The only one whom I can remember. She was a special lady – imagine collecting all the thread from the puja flowers delivered at home and returning them to the phoolwala? or patiently removing the outer skins of the sunflower seeds to give them to us?
On our weekend trip to Alibag which was my grandmother’s hometown and we brought this special gool khobra chikki (Jaggery & coconut chikki) called as Khapti. This was our standard “khau” from Aji, packed in clean washed & dried milk bags.
Why is it that when we lose someone we realize how MUCH more important they have been for us?
You will always live in our hearts Aji.
Penning down our thoughts.
Lastly, how many of you wrote diaries when you were a kid. I did. I had my own private diary. Even today, I first wrote down this post in my diary 🙂
It used to be full of all those childish fights, silly poems and my own version of the day’s proceedings. On one such page I had just finished mentioning how both my older sisters were acting bossy and troubling poor old me. And few months later, I saw a message in one corner of that page from my older sister, ” I read this!!, Sheri”
On this note, I will bring a close to my childhood memories for one post is surely not enough for all the experiences we have had. I want to say just one more thing now. More loud and clear than when I wasn’t a mom, “Mom, I love you.”
Sit for some moments and ponder on your childhood.
Do you have any moments which are funny, sad, comical, humorous, serious, happy, crazy and innocent? Share them with us. We would love to know.
[Written for WordPress Daily Prompts : 365 Writing Prompts aimed at posting at least once a day, based on the prompts provided. The prompt for today was – Tell us about a sensation — a taste, a smell, a piece of music — that transports you back to childhood.]