An anxious/fearful thing

An anxious/fearful thing

As a child, I always ignored questions .... Questions like why does moon follow me, why am I so small and others are this big,...
As a child, I always ignored questions .... Questions like why does moon follow me, why am I so small and others are this big, why don't I see few things and can see some . Just being frank, I never minded finding answers to those question, neither I ever wanted to know 'why' about them. I was just like 'leave it, I'll know answers to these once I grow enough'. I was too lazy to find answers to those. But on the other hand, I always liked to observe things properly .. I always wanted to see things as...
Bud to flower

Bud to flower

I remember as a child , whenever I saw a bud somewhere, I used to keep staring at it for hours to see it blooming...
I remember as a child , whenever I saw a bud somewhere, I used to keep staring at it for hours to see it blooming into flower. I always thought that when we sleep, these buds get up and turn to flowers. So when everyone slept, I used to slowly go the plant ( so that it won't know I'm there) and I used to keep looking at it .. I never got to see one, obviously !!! I used to hide and suddenly look at it to see if I can catch it while blooming .. Hahahaha.
dOOO DOOOO Doooooo

dOOO DOOOO Doooooo

I was 11-12 months old, it was when I had just learnt crawling. Our house just built.. Door still had no stoppers so they would...
I was 11-12 months old, it was when I had just learnt crawling. Our house just built.. Door still had no stoppers so they would slam shut even with little bit of breeze. I was too young and naughty, so my mom used to be worried that I'll get caught while shut down. I used to crawl by door so my mom would keep eye on me. Everytime my papa went to his duty, I would go to the door to see him... and if door starts shutting behind me, my mom would come running and she would say .....
That big devil in front of my face

That big devil in front of my face

I remember how I used to be afraid of my mom's hair. What my and my brother would do is , we would keep an...
I remember how I used to be afraid of my mom's hair. What my and my brother would do is , we would keep an eye on when she combed her hair and we would later look for her lost hair on the comb. My brother used to get those hair and he would run after me...showing me those hair. I used to be afraid of those and I would start running .. I always thought those those hairs are nothing but a mouse or may be some insect because I had seen those hair running on the floor with...
Why dogs cry at night

Why dogs cry at night

Back in the days when some of us juniors and seniors had rented a flat, me and one of my classmate, we used to sleep...
Back in the days when some of us juniors and seniors had rented a flat, me and one of my classmate, we used to sleep late at night. Our favorite show was a program on Radio Mirchi 98.3 FM. They used to play old songs .. songs that did not let us sleep ... 😆. We used to play that program at very low volume and we would keep doing our stuff. He would design circuits on his laptop and I would either keep playing youtube or I would be coding something. The other day, I think it was sunday...
Lab practicals fun

Lab practicals fun

We had super crazy group of friends in 12th. We were around 10-15 friends and we had one thing in common. We all were super...
We had super crazy group of friends in 12th. We were around 10-15 friends and we had one thing in common. We all were super naughty. I remember, our chemistry practicals was one of the high spirit events for us. No one ever cared which practical they're doing, which solution they are mixing. We were careful enough not to mix anything but our scientist mindset would make us do that. Not me of course, I had no courage as my uncle was clerk in the same collage but my other friends used to experiment with those chemical solutions. One of...
It’s great to be there

It’s great to be there

I never hoped for a courage to change my life. I am optimistic. Optimistic in the sense I never fail to take my pleasure on...
I never hoped for a courage to change my life. I am optimistic. Optimistic in the sense I never fail to take my pleasure on my dids. No matter how hard or easy it is. I have learnt to find happiness in smallest things I do, I have learnt to live with the petabytes of data inside. It has everything... the smaller ways, big ways and everything that ever mattered. It's easy to end the story on Cloud9 but it's really the regrets that teach how to enjoy being on Cloud. It's no different for me either. For me, I...
The magicAL expectation

The magicAL expectation

As much curious I was to know how things work, I also wanted to be an einstein. Hahahaha. I know it's too much of a...
As much curious I was to know how things work, I also wanted to be an einstein. Hahahaha. I know it's too much of a thought but I was child back then so bare with me. I remember my mom used to tell me not to eat food X after Y. Like not to eat drink milk after eating meat. I always believed from the heart that if I eat one random of such combinations, one day I would mistakenly eat some combination of food that would do some reaction in my brain .. and I would suddenly get a...
That awesome Feeling

That awesome Feeling

Everytime I think of my childhood, first thing that comes in my mind is 'Me sleeping in the chair during my childhood'. I remember how...
Everytime I think of my childhood, first thing that comes in my mind is 'Me sleeping in the chair during my childhood'. I remember how much I used to like to sit in the chair. Somehow I always liked those naps on chair. I would sit in the chair and I could easily take 5 minute nap and I never liked to lose that opportunity. Many times I would imagine myself sleeping in the chair for the whole night, but my parents did not like it. It was obvious though that they thought I might get stiff neck or backache...
Team MMB: Me, Mom & Brother

Team MMB: Me, Mom & Brother

I was cute little boy in my childhood.. of course everyone is 😉. I don't know which category I belonged to, because at times, I...
I was cute little boy in my childhood.. of course everyone is 😉. I don't know which category I belonged to, because at times, I was super silent, adorable and the other day, I was naughty too. I mean I never understood how could I laugh while being beaten up. My mom would be scolding, beating me and I would be crying and suddenly I would think of something funny and I would start laughing while crying 😆. My mom sometimes used to join me in the game. We both would tease my brother..Hahaha. It wasn't about annoying him. Of...