After a long time, riding a rickshaw was a great nostalgic feeling. This made me realize that I should do all those things more often which was part of my beginning.
In the race of life and work, we usually leave the originality of ours behind and forget who we are, what are our roots.
All those school and college friends, those colonies where we grew up, the playgrounds where we used to play, the neighborhood that we used to share our festivals with, those bus and rickshaw rides, buying printed books from Nai Sadak, looking for sharing old books from the younger classmates. Faluda kulfi, pipe ice cream the list is never-ending.
What I just realized, is I should revisit all of these ones at once.
What are your nostalgic moment recently or what few things do you miss from the old days that you would like to revisit?
