Childhood, why is it still uncomparable ??? [1st Mile]
“Those were days when sunlight was never enough. An average day started with regrets for boarding school bus, if not for friends and a few encouraging teachers…” An average day starts with the sound I am still allergic to, blowing of the alarm. A moment of regret and a swift reflex act of silencing the source, acts as a kick to mark the start of the day. Nevertheless one of the greatest wonders by God, the sun, as we call it, does again the magic of peeping through the window to light the day with a welcome note. To please the Creator and get the day blessed, the lips start to chant a set of daily prayers in the usual order. Once done with brushing, comes the duty of the brotherhood, waking the sleeping angel, my sister. In the next 10 mins, everything has to be done to embrace the uniform followed by tying of the canvas knot. As mom rushes to make the lunch and break the haziness of my sister, dad volunteers inking the pen. Once packing is complete, starts the run of the day to r...