A Cuppa of hot tea, Elvis Presley and me….yet anoder Sunday noon. It's already 1 pm in the noon and I'm having my first cup of tea. Thanks to the late night party at my cousin’s flat. It definitely was a great weekend since I met them all after a long time. Old forgotten childhood memories were rekindled. A fun filled conversation followed by a lavish dinner made it a perfect one.
Sunday noon for me is nothing but indulging in my favourite activities.. listening to music and while Elvis sings FOR THE GOOD TIMES in his legendary voice, I relish the long forgotten sweet memories of my childhood wid my cousins, the things which were once taken for granted now become ‘luxuries’ - rambling in the hot sun, making caves out of the heap of sand, climbing trees, chasing butterflies, collecting those sand shells, believing in the non existing ghosts, hunting for the imaginary hidden treasures , bunking tuitions, taming rabbits and doves, playing in the rain, sneaking out of home at wee hours was all so much fun.it was a different world altogether where everything was so perfect -either right or either wrong…n then I wonder why we grow up . why the time flies away….why cant we turn back time again?..all questions remain unanswered … for those good times are never gonna return………
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