Something Old! Something New!
I remember those childhood days as if they happened yesterday, so full of life and each festival would bring so many amazing memories and those moments are so deeprooted in my heart that I can never forget when you think what you have missed by growing up, it makes me feel sad. But I think that’s a phase everyone goes through and accept it . The best part is being with family n friends on a festival day.
I remember dad used to wake us up ( if we ever slept with all that excitement) early in the morning and give us our presents which were mainly amazing books as we all love books and then off we go to have a quick shower and put our new clothes and get ready by 8 in the morning as dad’s colleagues n friends start coming to wish us on a Christmas morning.
