My Precious Childhood Memories
by Shruti Koacher
When I was about 8 to 10 , I left my hometown as my family was transfered to another city.
I love my hometown as I born there. I have sweet memories of my school, friends, and my family in my eyes.
I stayed over 3 years in another city and after staying there I started loving my another city too, as I got good company of my new friends.
After staying so long in the new city I realised the love of my nears n dears.
Then I heard about another transfer of my family (back) to my hometown.There was certain feelings in my heart.
One side happiness and other side some bit of sadness. Happiness for living in my hometown (again) and enjoying with my friends and my joint family again and (on the other hand) sadness of being seperated from my new friends.
That was the situation which I faced. It was like holding a honeybee in my hand very tightly...But now I am very happy to have all such memories of my childhood and I am lucky to have such kind hearted, beautiful and bestest friends in my life in all of my life journey from one town to another.
THANK U GOD FOR GIVING ME SUCH A SPECIAL AND BEAUTIFUL GIFT.