Golden days of life

Chanda Maama Door ke....
Pooyey pakayein doodh mein..

Those are the days when you are in golden period of life. When you are so small to understand world around. A baby....... having no tensions, no understanding and for baby world is Mom and her lullabies and the most prestigous is Mom's lap..

I miss all those days.....when I use to be with my mom all the time and then when was able to understand things was always asking her for stories....... and she was always ready to tell me one no matter how tired was she....

Then came my sister's in this world and life changed.. I miss all those fights I had with them, those small fights over choclates, dolls and clothes.
Then I miss playing school school., me always becomin teacher with scale in my hand... and yes Ghar Ghar too. ..... There was one more game yeah Raja Rani.. Oh how I loved those days...

Woh Beetein din Yaad hain.....
Woh Pal Chinn Yaad hain..............