Its so uncertain how time flies without even letting you realize it did!
As time goes by things change, you change, the whole world around changes and at a moment when you think of what had happened on all those yesterdays you sigh and say "It seems just like in a blink of an eye, that just took seconds!" It didn't perhaps it took time to come in being but you got tired of Sundays so you jumped on to Mondays!
I think of going back to my days, when "Cerelac" and milk was the best meal ever until I grew and it all kept on changing! More hordes, more petite you get. Time keeps on squelching you behind the scenes. everything I am not made me everything I am. you can't stop the clocks from ricking, the things from ceasing, but you can put yourself in the same train and move on to which ever station it stops.
Time travels and so do you! Things keep on orbiting, at a point when you turn around and look at the steps of stairs you walked through, you wish like jumping all the way down, but you can't. All you do is move on! Love time and live it because it never comes back just like 1998 never did, an year in which I was born-Free!
Three things come to my mind when I think of my childhood, years full of unforgettable memories!
I remember when on Saturdays we used to wake up late and in breakfast we used to eat bread and fried egg with tea! Mum used to call out our names to take away the breakfast, rushing in the kitchen we'd fight with each other for who'll get the egg with perfect yoke. Usually the fried egg had a scrambled or irregular yoke and if one was with a perfect, rounded and zipped yoke we'd fight over it! And mum kept on telling us they are probably the same, with exact tastes. But we would never stop! I remember when early in the morning I used to dress up for school and I used to be so pissed off that every day I'd cry over with mum over "socks", I used to tell her that they are small and I wanted long ones. Every school morning tears had to bowl along.Our uniform was a frock that was till the knees and I used to see my friends wearing long socks so there knees don't wear out perhaps every morning I used to cry that I wanted long socks, and I kept on stretching them. Small ones seem so awkward I kept on telling her. And my sisters would laugh at such a witful act of mine.LONG-SOCKS! I still remember when I always packed my school bag early in the morning and used to forget drinking the tea that used to be 90% milk and my sisters would be waiting for me in the car, dad blowing horns. I used to hurry at the kitchen table, mum used to tell me to sit properly and bring your chair closer, the tea is hot and it may fell on your clothes. And my ignorance always resulted what mum warned me for; in hurry, I used to drink it all quickly and looking somewhere else, I didn't knew I was making a 60 degrees angle of my cup of tea gradually from 90 degrees, my cup used to twist over to 20 degrees and until I'd realize, the tea used to be on my white frock, mum used to take off my frock, scolding me and quickly washing it and then pressing the wet frock hastely. My sisters knew I had done something that I do everyday and so they never waited for me! Sometimes I used to get in the car and the best part was that dad would drop me first!
I remember eating black board chalk, egg shells (they seemed crunchy to me), sleeping with mom or else I won't have a good night, not bothering to sharp the blunt lid of my pencil, being to shy to answer in a loud voice and much more I wish comes back from those old A,B,C books and barbie bags!
Written by your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz
As time goes by things change, you change, the whole world around changes and at a moment when you think of what had happened on all those yesterdays you sigh and say "It seems just like in a blink of an eye, that just took seconds!" It didn't perhaps it took time to come in being but you got tired of Sundays so you jumped on to Mondays!
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I think of going back to my days, when "Cerelac" and milk was the best meal ever until I grew and it all kept on changing! More hordes, more petite you get. Time keeps on squelching you behind the scenes. everything I am not made me everything I am. you can't stop the clocks from ricking, the things from ceasing, but you can put yourself in the same train and move on to which ever station it stops.
Time travels and so do you! Things keep on orbiting, at a point when you turn around and look at the steps of stairs you walked through, you wish like jumping all the way down, but you can't. All you do is move on! Love time and live it because it never comes back just like 1998 never did, an year in which I was born-Free!
Three things come to my mind when I think of my childhood, years full of unforgettable memories!
I remember when on Saturdays we used to wake up late and in breakfast we used to eat bread and fried egg with tea! Mum used to call out our names to take away the breakfast, rushing in the kitchen we'd fight with each other for who'll get the egg with perfect yoke. Usually the fried egg had a scrambled or irregular yoke and if one was with a perfect, rounded and zipped yoke we'd fight over it! And mum kept on telling us they are probably the same, with exact tastes. But we would never stop! I remember when early in the morning I used to dress up for school and I used to be so pissed off that every day I'd cry over with mum over "socks", I used to tell her that they are small and I wanted long ones. Every school morning tears had to bowl along.Our uniform was a frock that was till the knees and I used to see my friends wearing long socks so there knees don't wear out perhaps every morning I used to cry that I wanted long socks, and I kept on stretching them. Small ones seem so awkward I kept on telling her. And my sisters would laugh at such a witful act of mine.LONG-SOCKS! I still remember when I always packed my school bag early in the morning and used to forget drinking the tea that used to be 90% milk and my sisters would be waiting for me in the car, dad blowing horns. I used to hurry at the kitchen table, mum used to tell me to sit properly and bring your chair closer, the tea is hot and it may fell on your clothes. And my ignorance always resulted what mum warned me for; in hurry, I used to drink it all quickly and looking somewhere else, I didn't knew I was making a 60 degrees angle of my cup of tea gradually from 90 degrees, my cup used to twist over to 20 degrees and until I'd realize, the tea used to be on my white frock, mum used to take off my frock, scolding me and quickly washing it and then pressing the wet frock hastely. My sisters knew I had done something that I do everyday and so they never waited for me! Sometimes I used to get in the car and the best part was that dad would drop me first!
I remember eating black board chalk, egg shells (they seemed crunchy to me), sleeping with mom or else I won't have a good night, not bothering to sharp the blunt lid of my pencil, being to shy to answer in a loud voice and much more I wish comes back from those old A,B,C books and barbie bags!
Written by your bubble mate,
Ayesha Riaz
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