All wish for happy days, when there are no tensions and worries. These days are those of childhood, when all bad is good. As a child one is innocent and cares a damn. Whether you pinch your sis or break the car with a wham. You can play Holi inside the house, catch a dirty mouse. You can ignore your mother’s duty call. And restructure your beautiful doll. You can jig and jump with joy. With a no gooder you can exchange your toys. These days are carefree and great. For the dawn of the childhood phase toddlers can’t wait. You can mastermind, you can wittingly or wickedly shine. When have to distribute toffees between friends you can say,’all are mine. You can pull your brother’s hair, eat food of his share. When scolded show your teeth bare. Mom would do nothing because you are a no solution. You are in yourself a wonderful human-like, more little -demon like evolution. You call your friend a dog. You spend time playing in a filthy bog. You put tadpoles in your father’s shoes, when he is ready for his morning jog. Childhood cares for your notoriety. Naughtiness becomes your private property. For your fun, super adventures you will be scolded is a surety. You manage to be always funny, never too old. You just see rainbow colors before you. You get ideas from the sun. When your mother tries to get you for spilling the milk you are on the run. Crazy, funny, cool are days of childhood. They can be studied to write a book. Every smarty pant kid has the prime time fun and enjoys the crazy cut in this period either by hook or by crook.
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I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write. View more posts