Hit by nostalgia

smritisinha · Aug 29, 2012

shakehead You always hit me DG. Not fair.

And :mrgreen: I see you have seconded the nomination made by Satchi..! Thanks darling!! Bow

P.S. tsk (No crying). Only

Take care!!

freddycat · Aug 29, 2012

Dear Smriti,

Very nicely written post about the childhood. Nice memories.

malarun · Aug 29, 2012

Hi Smriti,

I read your post sitting in my mom's place( my native)..
More than nostalgic it was a dream come true for me... I was actually crying after I read you post...

I will post the reason in a seperate thread...
No words to explain the feeling...

Thanks
Malar

smritisinha · Aug 29, 2012

Dear Freddy and Malar,

Thanks a ton for liking my post.

And Malar, will look out for your thread! Have a nice time in your hometown!

shellysethi · Aug 29, 2012

Hi Smriti,
very emotional post........I could not hold my tears while reading your post.... very touching...

childhood memories are always touching in more than one way.they are to be cherished always and close to hearts of girls especially as they are the ones who leave their cozy nests to fill warmth in their PIL's house
but unfortunately they don't understand their DIL's worth.
my thoughts are always roaming around my parents for everything whether for any suggestions or anything...and I get the solution.I thank my parents for... whatever I'm today is all because of them.We understand them better... only when we are far away or when we become parents ourselves.
Don't worry everything will fall into place.Have faith in GOD.

smritisinha · Aug 29, 2012

Thanks a ton Shelly for your wishes and kind words

shellysethi · Aug 29, 2012

smriti
I want to nominate your post:thumbsup,tried but couldn't get through.please consider my nomination.
shelly

smritisinha · Aug 30, 2012

Dear Shelly! Satchi and DG have already done the honours!! Thanks a ton for that wonderful gesture!

kelly1966 · Aug 30, 2012

smritisinha said: ↑

The reason for the disease - A visit to the childhood home

Thinking of :Childhood + childhood home + carefree days = that :drowning feeling you cant get rid of.

As I look back in time, I wonder why I grew up. I look up at the clear sky in the unpolluted town, turning from blue to amber to the dark twinkling sky and wonder whether God knows what I am going through right now. I talk to him with tears welling up and ask of him, one favour. Not my troubles, not at all. But my parents health. Their smiles. Their happiness. That is when it strikes, "their happiness lies in mine" and there is no end to worries. I go inside and snuggle with mom on the couch as my husband waits in the room, and I tell her how much I love her, and she smiles in her sleep, like I used to do, when I was young!!

I dont know how much justice I have done to my childhood from this thread, but I know for sure, it seems very beautiful and calm in my dreams. I hear laughter as I run in the garden for the red rose and my mom laughs behind me warning of the thorns. This is life. My parents want me to get the rose. But they know until I am pricked by a thorn, I wont know that there are no roses without thorns! There is no life without troubles......
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Dear Smriti..
the above lines are so beautiful... so true for all adults (men and women) when we realise that our childhood has left us long back and nothing is the same or secure anymore..
beautiful tribute to your childhood home and family..
loved reading
K