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Sunday, December 18, 2005
Childhood
Saw this picture somewhere on net and it just struck my nerve. I recalled my own childhood: those streets, walls, gutter, friends. Ye Daulat Bhi Le Lo, Ye Shohrat Bhi Le Lo
I heard this ghazal when I was a child and as an adult it means different things. Sometimes I can close my eyes and just remember how safe and peaceful it felt to live under the shade of my parents... it seemed as though those days of just playing with my brothers and being together would never end. They end all too soon... and there is no place where you can rest with as much peace as you can with the family that gave you life and understand your very nature.. This brought a tear to my eye....
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I heard this ghazal when I was a child and as an adult it means different things. Sometimes I can close my eyes and just remember how safe and peaceful it felt to live under the shade of my parents... it seemed as though those days of just playing with my brothers and being together would never end. They end all too soon... and there is no place where you can rest with as much peace as you can with the family that gave you life and understand your very nature.. This brought a tear to my eye....
And the worse part is that, you miss them more as you grow older !!
so very true...
Nothing can compare Childhood fun !!
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