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Ice-cream leloooooooo …

One of my best memories in my childhood is the ice-cream cart. I was, I think in 3rd standard when there was that person who used to be in our alley with his ice-cream cart .

I remember, it wasn’t the ice-cream that ever attracted me but it was the urge of selling ice-cream with him. The moment he entered, I used run to him, sit on his cart and ask him not to shout, so that I can shout and say, “Kulfiiiiiiii …. kulfiiii lelooooooo …”.

Hahahaha … I used to walk with him, ringing bell on his cart and shouting loud till the end of alley ( around 2-3 Km) and then run away back to home..

It was my daily thing, like he used to like to let me do that and I used to like to sell his ice-cream 🥰. Mind you, this all went for next 4-5 years, daily 🤩. I’m smiling here while writing …

Crazy days …