Why is it I keep rewinding memory spool to those days that in present context bears little meaning.... burst of scarlet Easter lillies in fenced gardens we'd pick and present to class teacher all throughout spring Or those garlands of jasmine all summer assailed nostrils with needle and thread we'd string and then hang with reverence on photo frames of loved ones we'd never met, just heard about great grand parents long since dead. And morning walks through thicket fields, cows grazing mooing inviting to share their meal waiting for the train's whistle carrying coal, speeding on the twin tracks, where we'd place one pice copper coins with a hole, no more seen flattened by the carriage wheels kids with free reigns to do as would please...just few of the many childhood preserved memories! Snigdha Agrawal #whyisit #napowrimo #day30 #april #yqbaba #yqquotes #dailychallenge #writinginspiration
