… For some reasons, the so-called sentiments still bound those little little things close to my heart!! I being no better in handling the whole idea of sentiments often end up blaming the rest ...for sowing the seeds of sentiments within me..this story of sentiments for my hometown dates back to the '90s when I was born...born as the first grandchild of both my parents family...recognition for the first grandchild was much greater in mom's family...or I was more used to those pamperings ...it even has a practical justification of dad being abroad ...wotever I m self contented for all those times and thankful for the so gained privileges….the times lyf mnt nthng bt crying for the toys,with innocent wishes or may be a bit pertinacious ones , with no never ending regrets, with those familiar souls in the very familiar house...days when I had space for lot of favourites..the changing seasons , rising sun brought to me the day I had to extend my world to include scho...
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