One winter afternoon I went shopping at the mall. After shopping I walked back to my car and suddenly it started snowing. I stopped and watched the magical snow. The tiny flakes of snow looked very beautiful when they were falling from the sky. Some of them became crystal clear on my black coat. I tried catching them and watched the snowflakes quickly melt in my hands. The snow reminded me of one of my childhood memory.
Once, I saw a painting made by my sister. In the painting there were houses with slanting roofs and snow falling in the night sky. As a little girl, the snow in the painting seemed magical to me. I would ask myself, will I ever see snowfall?
Now, here I am standing outside the mall looking at the magical snowflakes and remembering my childhood memory. I quickly went inside my car to go home.
What is your childhood memory?
Whenever a plane flies over my home, I always go outside and look at it. Never thought I will fly in it. Good post Nidhi.
ReplyDeleteThat's great Nisha, the curiosities of childhood! Thanks for the instant comment Nisha.
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