Fifteen years of my childhood spent in this beautiful valley so close to my heart so close to my memories drives backwards my soul to live that era again.
Green trees and
red leaves, lonely paths with cock-crow sunshine, small valley with fresh mountains the heart with a serene lake, is all what I remember when I recollect the memories of my childhood days.
I belong to the nature’s paradise located on a small hill station of Uttaranchal. Nainital is the name of my beautiful town the name one must have heard several times, whenever planning to visit a hill station in north India.
The blue winters with snowfall, with a sheet of black and white memories, those warm peanuts 
cracking in your mouth and the numbness of your hands.Walking across the beautiful Naini Lake and talking to the impulsive waves, those hazy and windy months, with flying crows and birds like drunk.
The autumns in the swathe of plovers, still glances for some warmth from the golden sunrise, walking across the pathways just flowing out of the unpolluted terrain. The unspoken paths and the wintry rocks folds each bend of your journey to suspense, walking across the valley covered by the bushy trees and chasing the golden rays as waking towards heaven.
The festive seasons holds its warmth, with twilight sparkling across the season,
the moonlight covering the city with the diminutive colorful bulbs hanging across the soundless mountains. Glowing illumination floating with the waves of the water makes the evening signing in its glory. The stars touching the crest and the winds making the resonance brings the joy of life in the serene valley of festivals.
The bright summers brings the joy of life, 
makes the valley crowded with colorful kids and sparking couples singing in joy.The old in their youth with a click of a morning walk, feeling the warmth of the valley.
The purity of those days is there just in my memories; living in a fast paced world surrounded by unfulfilled errands, wall of aspiration now always throttle me, to complete my obligation which trapped my simplicity. Some day, I will set out to the heaven I have found on earth and live by my memories which I glimpse deep in my heart today.
Fifteen years of my childhood spent in this beautiful valley so close to my heart so close to my memories drives backwards my soul to live that era again
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Flashback Childhood Days
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4 comments:
Its sooo beautifully written. Sriously, I did not know you had a writer in you. Its very nice and hats of to you.
Awesome! Straight from the heart! You have captured the essence of this beautiful place marvelously. I am sure you will get to live this dream again.
Let the moods, memories, and moments not be confined to the blog and your brain. Make sure you relive them again at the earliest. And yes, if not done so far, share this article with your very close ones, so they also become a channel in enabling you achieve what you are looking for...and REALLY understand what it's worth, if they don't know it by now. Great effort!
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