My childhood days!
Like every child, my childhood has been spent in mischief and play, there was no worry that something asked, would be found because being alone for a long time, I was the darling of Abu, Ami and the whole family. Abu had a grocery store and a shop. Me and my elder sister used to be there all the time, then cold drinks were new in our village and our father's shop used to have a steel box of many brands of cold drinks in which cold drinks were kept cold. And fridges and freezers were non-existent in the village, and heart would opened a can of cold drinks whenever he wanted.
In the neighborhood where there was a shop, a man used to sit with my father who used to come to Saudi Arabia. often we used to say to both siblings what to bring for both of you. I would say a whole ice cream cone for me and my sister would say small sandals for me. Later, the same young man died in Saudi Arabia. Even today, when that person comes in front of my eyes, my heart is filled with uncontrollable prayers for him. Whenever Abu used to bring goods from the city to the shop, that day was no less than an adventure for me. If Abu would close the main gate of the house from outside, then the walls of our neighborhood were small, I would have jumped and reached Abu's shop. Abu used to take me to the city even if he didn't want too. When I reached the city, whenever I asked Abu for something, he would give me a big portrait of Imran Khan, a newspaper, a cassette with fast music of Indian songs and Namak Paray.
Imran Khan was the superhero for me then, and is still the superhero for me, Knight Riders and War of Wolves used to be my favorite TV serials, later became a bit of a wrestling fan. After Eid, I used to go with my father to our local Chamkani Mela, where my cousin and I used to buy toys.
Therefore, there was no tension in childhood, then every elder uncle used to be a respected. Now we have started following the ideals. In childhood there was no load shedding, no water problem, there was no mobile and telephone. The telephone was the only house in the entire neighborhood where we used to forget our distant family members with glee. Dada was our imam of the mosque, whenever he went to solemnize someone's marriage, he would always bring sweets for us in his waistcoat pockets. There was a great golden age, and it is truly a wonderful saying that the houses were rough then, but people were honest and mature in their hearts, they respected each other.
I was very fond of cricket as a child and it was such a passion that we used to play cricket the whole day and never felt tired. There used to be fights among friends in cricket but later the same friendships were formed again.
Today, while going to the mosque, childhood came in front of my eyes.
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