Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

Glimpses of My Childhood


Went through the album today
In which there were pictures of my childhood
I was such a good child and always use to smile
I was really cute too and when I looked at the images, tears came into my eyes.
During my childhood I was in love with this world
Even though, I was never blessed with love of a mother
Still I always use to play around a lot
Always, I respected everyone and never was mean to anyone
Now, I miss those beautiful days, which my emotions visited again
Glimpses of my childhood, showed me that once my heart was really bright with true purity.

Submitted: Monday, November 04, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 05, 2013
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