
They surround her all over,they follow her where ever she goes...and those are hers..Her thoughts..her only thoughts..It is just hers..
When she was little kid,they followed her asking why does it rain while she used to play in those showers of rain,why are the little sparrows always on the trees while mom always used to show her those and managed putting those small spoons of food into her mouth and was more than happy whenever she was successful even if half the bowl of food was in the little kid's stomach.
When she was a little gal, her thoughts again followed her asking why should she know those colourful small and big letters when it was time for her play,why should she go to school and sit in those classes when there was a huge ground to play.
When she reached her teens,her thoughts following her asked her why does mom ask her to concentrate on her studies and rarely allowed her to play for long hours,why are people around her catching a glipmse of her whenever there was a chance and why was she doing the same as well.
When she reached her sweet late teens,her thoughts got a new look where she began to dream in her thoughts about a handsome prince just as in Cindrella,thinking her to be one..
When she was about to complete her college,her thoughts changed drastically where she wanted to achieve something more,something nice so that her mom who used to feel tired feeding her naughty little one becomes proud of her young gal..
When she completed her college,her thoughts followed her again asking why cant things be the same as it was before she left home,why cant she get back to her mom and be with her as she was when she was a little kid..
When she started working,her thoughts gave her an answer as she realized that she had transformed from a flippant,naughty gal to a serious gal,why does mom always tell her that she had grown up to be an young lady now..
Her thoughts followed,followed and followed through all the phases she passed through.But still she feels very young and very naughty just like a kid many a times.Her thoughts always drag her to the windows whenever it rains,but never lets her physically to go out and get drenched,never lets her to play with all those cute little kids,spending their holidays..,never lets her get those long summer holidays where she got cozy in her grand mom's arms and play the whole day with her cousins and her thoughts just gets back to those days and craves to get back there,but life already has something more to think and give to her...!!!
All these finally becomes her only treasurable memories that can be cherished throughout her life ...
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