gone are the days when I was soo carefree, nothing to worry about, when my grades and books were my mummys problem and not my own...I had an idea..I took my denim jacket and slowly, without anybody noiticing slipped out of church.....I really mean slid..much like in the good ol' days....
I knew I couldnt take the car cause my Dad had the keys and we come to church in toghther as a family in one car...and I dont know why but I dint notice the rain drizzling...well I enjoyed it..it was like I was 13 all over again....I just walked the roads of the my lovely city..I started appreciating the lovely buildings and the trees again...I walked like 2 kms to a "tattu kada" (any mallus around will understand) its like a hawker shop...I sat down..well then, my Mom doesnt like me eating from hawkers..
but well I was 13 again..werent I??? so I had my fill of Dosas and vadas.
and again walked in the rain to my home...all the time I had my cellphone off..(boyish and shewd!!) safe in my jacket, it made my day..rediscovering the boyishness in me...I wish I was a boy(the real Tom Sawyer stuff) again!!!!
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u did all that...hehe..good..we shud always keep alive the kid inside us...thats the way we can live our life..otherwise these worries will kill us...
i am happy thats enjoyed ;-)
God bless u !
Sometimes you just have to take a second to forget about all the craziness of life and jsut take in God glorious gifts... rain being one of them. No scolding from me.
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God bless you.
that sounds like fun! Doing crazy things like that keeps life interesting.
Good to remember the younger years, when things and times were much simpler.
Good for you! All your hard work has got to be weighing heavily on you. Life makes us leave our childhood too soon sometimes. It's good to remember......but I have to say, I am so proud of the young man you are. Hang in there dear one.
Sometimes I wish I could be a little girl again... most times :)
There is always a kid in you. When that kid dies you are no more. And what happens in your life often is that you pretend to be mature because of the responsibility that you hold. Thus you try to bury the kid inside. What I believe is that being yourself is the only way to enjoy. Let the kid in you remain as it is. And enjoy life. :-)
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Awww...that makes me want to be a kid again. I remember when the farthest ahead I saw was the next day when my friends and I would go build another fort, walk farther up the creek, or get dirtier playing basketball. Gone are those days! Good for you for remembering!
Hmm...U r so vey remniscient of The R.k narayan's novel lead called "swami"...anyways..i hope u r not caught by the pirest anytime soon...
I decided to accept your welcome to come and visit. I to think of the good ol' days and also looking forward to how God is going to use me in His ultimate plan.
God bless you and your family Thomas!
May we all remeber the reason for the season, Jesus Christ!
Merry Christmas!
That sounds exactly like something I would do, and it sounds like gobs of FUN!
that was awesome! and I know what kerala rains are like! keep the faith my friend, and a very merry christmas and a happy new year to you....
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