Top post topic steam Bangladesh contest//My Childhood Memories by @konokreza//06-04-2021

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20210416_191934.jpgHello steamers,
Assalamu Alaikum, Happy Ramadan to all, I am participating in today's contest in @konokreza Stream Bangladesh Community.
I will present to you today some of my childhood memories.
Dear friends, love everyone. Today I am going to write a few sentences among you about my childhood memories. The memories of the past that were left behind are very much remembered today. So I thought I would share it with you.

Life is actually memorable. Life is like a drop of dew on a lotus leaf. Lost over time. I wonder what I have done in my life after so many years.

Today I am not the little child of that one decade ago. I stepped into youth a few years ago. Even today I sometimes go back to that childhood. It is impossible to express in words how much joy and happiness every moment of every day was at a young age.

Rain has been my favorite since childhood. I still have the habit of getting wet in the rain as a child. I can get wet in the rain too. When I got wet in the rain, I was beaten many times by my mother. At that time, when the clouds were gathering in the eastern sky, my joy knew no bounds, I used to play hide and seek here and there. I used to run away from the children hiding from my mother. Whenever it rained, I would fall to the ground to play ha du du. The smell of rain water and mud is a sharp feeling. I still have that smell in my nose.

In the wind of heavy rain, the mangoes of the mango tree swayed like swings from side to side. We waited for Tuk to fall. As soon as the storm hit, we would all run to see who could catch the mango first. Although I never won that greedy competition. I was in a lot of trouble. I would not talk to my friends for five minutes.

Now the day before that is no more. I miss sports, laughter and quarrels in the afternoon. I don't see those childhood friends for a long time anymore. Everyone is busy with their family careers. I can't talk to them like I used to. People are changeable. They are changing over time. But what I have not been able to change is still the same.

Yet I soak in the rain alone, playing marbles with the kids, flying kites. I hear crickets in the evening. I see the nightmare. Talk to the stars.

I think alone aha! If only I could get back to my childhood days!

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