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Here's a picture of my friend's naughty son, who is staring at me with such innocence!
Yesterday It occurred to me after writing for and doing work for #steemit that I had forgotten about my old school mate Saim.
Who is a year or two younger than myself.
I went to his house and inquired of his mother about whether he had returned from work or not.
But he was conspicuously absent.
And seeing his son brings back memories of our childhood and transports me back in time.
In addition to being my cousin, he is also my best buddy and classfellow until college.
After completing my college studies, I continued my education at a university level, while he went into business for a pharmacy.
After a seven-year trip, he is now a successful businessman, while I am a technology specialist with a graduate degree in Computer Science from the University of Agriculture, which is located in one of Pakistan's most prestigious business centres, Faisalabad.
There was a genuine battle and love between us.
He was quite helpful to me. >Because of my impairment, he used to transport me to and from school on a bicycle.
As far as I can recall, we were the most gifted pupils in our class.
We were both naughty and smart at the same time.
That was something one of my science teachers, Liaqat, used to say.
The Naughty one is the most gifted of the bunch.
He used to say that if you are not bad, you will not be able to achieve great things in your life.
And I came to see that he was correct.
Because being silly and lazy makes it impossible to be naughty or bright.
When we were in school, we used to destroy toys in order to extract the motors from them.
Hahaha, this may seem strange to you, but it's actually true.
Once, we broke several toys, and he removed the motor from them.
My request for it was denied, and he responded with the following:
The only way I will ever deliver it to you is to either break it down or drop it in water.
Later on, he threw it into the water to cool it off.
We all experience periods of boredom and depression. Because of the ups and downs of life, however
Remembering your childhood and school days will always be a pleasant memory, even as you get older.
While I would have liked to have written an entire book about my childhood, it is simply not possible.
I hope that childhood could last indefinitely with no end.
However, it is not possible for this to occur.
In life, nothing is static; everyone and everything moves with the passage of time, and no power, other than the might of Almighty God, can stop this movement.
So, after some time spent thinking about my friend, I returned to the house while his son was playing with me. All the while, his son was looking at me with innocent eyes.
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