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Childhood is the best part of life

Memories have a funny way of coming back into my head, sometimes when I am about to get ready to go to work or sometimes like a flash from the past. It happens to me all the time - swathes of childhood memories flooding back. This time, as the first touches of winter began to make itself felt in Delhi, I went on a trip to Goa with my son and close friends. From the moment I landed in Goa till I got back, I was on a happy high, like a teenager who's going on a much awaited holiday.  Let me tell you a funny thing. I even went and bought myself a swimming costume to wear for the first time since my teenage years but guess what? The funniest part comes now - I never got to wear it. Maybe the idea was just to feel like a teenager again as I am growing older, not wiser! Hahaha!  [MUST-READ: Mahashivaratri - I'm loving it!]

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The Goa trip was an incredible experience that took me back to where I really came from, where my heart has always been - Blantyre. That's where I grew up and where I always intended to live the rest of my life. Goa's beaches made my heart flip with joy and peace as though I was in Lake Malawi, the magical place where I had spend so many weekends camping my parents. We lived on a shoestring budget but we are such a happy, loving familwith y that those memories bring a huge smile to my face even today.  

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The sandy beaches of Goa took me back to a time in my life when everything was about the shape of water and waves and the texture of sand beneath my feet. Basking in the sun, I sat in the sand and the waves, letting my bare feet play with the waves. I watched the sunset and felt absolute bliss and peace. 

Did I tell you that I am now reading Ruskin Bond's autobiography? He describes the joys of his childhood years, transporting me to my own growing up years. From the very first sentence of his life story, I find myself glued to every word with excitement and anticipation, ''Sitting in the mountains, I remember the sea, tinsel on a vast field of water, and sunny white sheets billowing in the wind. I remember a forest of nodding flowers and patches of red, yellow, green and blue light on a wall.

And I remember a little boy who ate a lot of kofta curry and was used to having his own way.'' [Six Happiness Lessons I learned from a Baby]

Now it's your turn to share with me - how do you look back at your childhood years? What were your favorite moments?

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Do write in. It's winter and stories keep us warm, especially real-life stories.