I like a story.
When we have a great memory, gathering all those past can make marvelous stories.
A girl I know has such memory I guess.....she was telling this story of her...which is my favorite of all..
A silent village ..early in the morning! Suddenly there was noise of people running to get water which comes only once in a day....Then she opened her eyes..that small little girl who is sleeping inside blanket..suddenly remembered something....she came out of her lazy sleep..and started running to her neighbours house....No wonder! She ran for that boy. That boy came from town to his grandpa house for holidays...and she wants to play with him. She finds him chubby with that round cheeks and clever (as he said previous day that he saw skeleton in his school and she hasn't seen it in her school)...He was a city boy, she was village girl..she was fascinated with his school stories.
And now she came to his house with her friends to play with him under that tree. That was a Badam tree...which she always thought, it should be in front of her house, instead of her neighbours house. All children were in front of their house in search of badam fruits..along with her..that made her think to have a tree like that....
She played under that tree.."Mom, Dad, and children" game. She was acting as mom, the boy from town as dad and all remaining friends as their children. She says she remembers this game, as if she played yesterday..she loves it..especially that day with that special boy...some unknown feeling remained with her after that....
He left once the holidays are over...from then when she remembered him.....she ran to his grandpa and asked "when he will come again"...he never came again to that place in her childhood..but she never forgot him..when someone speaks about him or his family she remembers him...She likes someone first time in her life so much.
She wonders always if the boy knows how strongly that day stood in her mind...and how he became hero for her at a very small age.
It means a lot to her.
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