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silently we all want our old days back ©Shi.....ya #OldDays #old #Memories #Childhood #friemdship

silently we all want our old days back ©Shi.....ya #OldDays #old #Memories #Childhood #friemdship

Ankita Mishra

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White pahle masti m jiya karte the .... aaj bahano se jiya karte hai... ©Ankita Mishra #love_shayari #Life #Childhood #Memories #Love #beudear #Nojoto

White pahle masti m jiya karte the .... aaj bahano se jiya karte hai... ©Ankita Mishra #love_shayari #Life #Childhood #Memories #Love #beudear #Nojoto

sujeet dwivedi(logic)

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बच्चे भी रोटियाँ नही मांगते मां जब काम पर नहीं जाती ©sujeet dwivedi(logic) #Childhood

बच्चे भी रोटियाँ नही मांगते मां जब काम पर नहीं जाती ©sujeet dwivedi(logic) #Childhood

Krishnan

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Recap Walking back home every day during my school days in Kozhikode (Kerala), my mind used to be storming with the day's activities, thus ignoring all other happenings around me. It seems there's always a cost to  our ignorance. For approximately a week, I ignored the activities of cockroaches in my room, which had a wooden box as their hub. When these cockroaches became a nuisance and disrupted my studies, I made the decision to eradicate them permanently. As I opened the box, my blood ran cold, and badly, I wished to shout and call my father. But I couldn't, as I was gasping for breath! Uff, these cockroaches... CHAPTER 3 I needed to call my father and yell loudly. Instead, I was stammering, SSSSSNAKEEEE,(snake) as I gasped for a breath! That Viper's presence skipped multiple beats in my heart, and I found myself lying on the floor, scared out of my wits. Along with me, I brought down some of the stationery and books lying on the table. This jarring sound brought my mother, father, and sister running into my room. Seeing their perplexed faces, I feared the snake might emerge from the box at any moment, so I gestured for them to stop and pointed my fingers down at the box. They looked down and were shocked. Without hesitation, my father promptly covered the box with its lid and placed weighing objects. I sighed with relief. There were small holes through which cockroaches could move, but not the snake. Cockroaches were still flying, and so was my sister, who used to scream at the top of her lungs whenever she encountered a cockroach, let alone a flying one! My mother, however, handled these cockroaches very efficiently. She could simply catch hold of one and throw it out! People were called, and they removed the Viper from my room. My mind flashed back... Those flutters and the flight of cockroaches were due to the Viper trying to catch them and enjoying its easy meal. Oh my God, I've been sleeping on the floor in this room with this Viper beside me in the box for the past week! A jittery feeling ran from my head to my toe. Indeed, my ignorance would have paid the price. Thank God the Viper didn't wipe me out, and thanks to the cockroaches!!! - The End - ©Krishnan #Childhood #Memories #reallifestory #reallife

Recap Walking back home every day during my school days in Kozhikode (Kerala), my mind used to be storming with the day's activities, thus ignoring all other happenings around me. It seems there's always a cost to  our ignorance. For approximately a week, I ignored the activities of cockroaches in my room, which had a wooden box as their hub. When these cockroaches became a nuisance and disrupted my studies, I made the decision to eradicate them permanently. As I opened the box, my blood ran cold, and badly, I wished to shout and call my father. But I couldn't, as I was gasping for breath! Uff, these cockroaches... CHAPTER 3 I needed to call my father and yell loudly. Instead, I was stammering, SSSSSNAKEEEE,(snake) as I gasped for a breath! That Viper's presence skipped multiple beats in my heart, and I found myself lying on the floor, scared out of my wits. Along with me, I brought down some of the stationery and books lying on the table. This jarring sound brought my mother, father, and sister running into my room. Seeing their perplexed faces, I feared the snake might emerge from the box at any moment, so I gestured for them to stop and pointed my fingers down at the box. They looked down and were shocked. Without hesitation, my father promptly covered the box with its lid and placed weighing objects. I sighed with relief. There were small holes through which cockroaches could move, but not the snake. Cockroaches were still flying, and so was my sister, who used to scream at the top of her lungs whenever she encountered a cockroach, let alone a flying one! My mother, however, handled these cockroaches very efficiently. She could simply catch hold of one and throw it out! People were called, and they removed the Viper from my room. My mind flashed back... Those flutters and the flight of cockroaches were due to the Viper trying to catch them and enjoying its easy meal. Oh my God, I've been sleeping on the floor in this room with this Viper beside me in the box for the past week! A jittery feeling ran from my head to my toe. Indeed, my ignorance would have paid the price. Thank God the Viper didn't wipe me out, and thanks to the cockroaches!!! - The End - ©Krishnan #Childhood #Memories #reallifestory #reallife

Krishnan

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Recap During my school days in Kozhikode (Kerala), I used to keep thinking about the activities and incidents that happened in school every day as I walked back home. As a result, I tend to ignore many things that are happening around me. But I hardly knew; ignorance may be a cost to pay. One day, upon returning from school, a cockroach distracted me at home, leading me to thrash it using my slipper before disposing of it in a dustbin. Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 2 I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. That night, I also sensed the presence of flying cockroaches. A wooden packing box on the wall's side was the source of the sound. My mind was busy with the next day's activity at school, and slowly, took over. Days passed into the week. Each night, I could still hear cockroaches fluttering around the box. Each night, my mind was occupied with the intricacies of school activities, leaving no time for these cockroaches. Cockroaches lurked around the wooden box, frequently interrupting my concentration as the examination approached. Unable to withstand any more irritating disturbances, I decided to clean the box and eliminate all cockroaches. As I opened the box, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Yes, cockroaches flew past me, and there were dead ones, too. However, I could not speak; I needed to call my father and yell loudly. I found it difficult to breathe as I gasped for air... To be Continued... ©Krishnan #writer #Childhood #Memories

Recap During my school days in Kozhikode (Kerala), I used to keep thinking about the activities and incidents that happened in school every day as I walked back home. As a result, I tend to ignore many things that are happening around me. But I hardly knew; ignorance may be a cost to pay. One day, upon returning from school, a cockroach distracted me at home, leading me to thrash it using my slipper before disposing of it in a dustbin. Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 2 I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. That night, I also sensed the presence of flying cockroaches. A wooden packing box on the wall's side was the source of the sound. My mind was busy with the next day's activity at school, and slowly, took over. Days passed into the week. Each night, I could still hear cockroaches fluttering around the box. Each night, my mind was occupied with the intricacies of school activities, leaving no time for these cockroaches. Cockroaches lurked around the wooden box, frequently interrupting my concentration as the examination approached. Unable to withstand any more irritating disturbances, I decided to clean the box and eliminate all cockroaches. As I opened the box, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Yes, cockroaches flew past me, and there were dead ones, too. However, I could not speak; I needed to call my father and yell loudly. I found it difficult to breathe as I gasped for air... To be Continued... ©Krishnan #writer #Childhood #Memories