We used to go to my village quite often when I was a kid. We used to sleep under the skies as modern life amenities were mostly non-existent there. We used to make cricket balls using old clothes. We used to manufacture our own bats by collecting woods from the trees. We used to find our ways to find some paisas to get some sweets from the village merchant. I literally remember I took 1 paisa once to the merchant and got a sweet for that.
There was a time I wanted to fly kites. It was a kite season in the place where I used to stay with my parents. The kite season happened to be at different time in my village, hence finding kites from market turned out to be a daunting task. We collected old plastic bags, tore pieces from them and started making kites. Now all we had to do was find some string to fly the kite with. Luckily we found some metered long string somewhere. We couldn't fly kite too far as the string wasn't big. It was fun nevertheless.
During those times first light of sun or voice of buffalo used to wake me up. I don't remember I ever slept past 5:30. I used to see sun rising above a distant mountain. During earlier childhood days I wished someday I will go and have a closer look at where the sun comes from. My guess was that it probably just hides behind mountain at night.
I remember seeing last light of sun while I was eagerly waiting for my turn to bat in an ongoing cricket game. Those days we wished sun light to last a bit longer so that we can play some more.
It's a wonder how much things have changed. I hardly visit village anymore. I have never flown a kite in years. Never think of actually playing cricket.
The biggest change is, I have not seen sun's first and last rays in years (or at least never gave it a thought even if I did rarely). Well, things surely have changed a lot !!
There was a time I wanted to fly kites. It was a kite season in the place where I used to stay with my parents. The kite season happened to be at different time in my village, hence finding kites from market turned out to be a daunting task. We collected old plastic bags, tore pieces from them and started making kites. Now all we had to do was find some string to fly the kite with. Luckily we found some metered long string somewhere. We couldn't fly kite too far as the string wasn't big. It was fun nevertheless.
During those times first light of sun or voice of buffalo used to wake me up. I don't remember I ever slept past 5:30. I used to see sun rising above a distant mountain. During earlier childhood days I wished someday I will go and have a closer look at where the sun comes from. My guess was that it probably just hides behind mountain at night.
I remember seeing last light of sun while I was eagerly waiting for my turn to bat in an ongoing cricket game. Those days we wished sun light to last a bit longer so that we can play some more.
It's a wonder how much things have changed. I hardly visit village anymore. I have never flown a kite in years. Never think of actually playing cricket.
The biggest change is, I have not seen sun's first and last rays in years (or at least never gave it a thought even if I did rarely). Well, things surely have changed a lot !!
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