The memory that comes to my mind is playing cricket with my friends in India. Those days were fun.
I had nothing to worry about except for playing with my friends and sleeping. We used to play every week. We used to set day and time every week just to play cricket. All my friends used to get together in the field to play. Nothing could have stopped us, homework, grand-parents (I lived with my grand-parents for 12 years), nothing, not even weather. It doesn’t snow in the part of India where I live but if it did rain, it made cricket even more fun to play. Even though we planned as though we are going to play in a World league or something, we used to play less, and fight more. Making jokes about each other was always on. Good Times!.
I wish I had photos of those days. Sadly, I don’t and I never will but images of those days are in my head that are going to be with me, my whole like a shadow.
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