Meray Bachpan Kay Din...

Good old days…
Go back in time…

Before the Internet, VCD and DVD. Before semi-automatics machine guns, joyriders and crackers …!

Before SEGA or Super Nintendo or Video Games…

Way back…

I’m talking about Hide and seek (Chhupan Chhupaee) in the park or on streets. The corner shop, Butter Scotch Candy, Mitchells Milk Toffee, Jubilee, football with an old can, jumping in enormous puddles, Building dams.

The shine of the sun and smell of fresh cut grass. Mayfair bubble gum. A POLKA ice cream pop cone on a warm summer night,

Wait…Watching Weekday 5pm evening or Saturday Morning cartoons… short commercials, The Tom and Jerry, He-Man, Captain Caveman, Woltron, Walligator, Danger Mouse and Pink Panther.

Staying up late for Night Rider, Air Wolf or Power of Methew Star.

Watching nice Urdu Plays like Un Kahi, Tanhaiyaan, Sunehray Din, Aangan Tera.

When around the corner seemed far away, and going into down town or Liberty Market seemed like going somewhere.

A million mosquito bites, wasp and bee stings.

Sticky fingers. Walking to school, no matter what the weather.

Running till you were out of breath. Ringing doorbells for no reason. The old ill-kept house down the street being haunted.

Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt. Jumping on the bed. Pillow fights. Climbing trees, building igloos Ice Lolies out of tiny amounts of snow.

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for the giggles.

Being tired from playing…

Remember that?

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team. or your mom showing up at school to pick u up and kissing u infront of your friends.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

I’m not finished just yet…

Remember when… You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents!

It wasn’t odd to have two or three “best” friends.

You didn’t sleep a wink on EiD Chaand Raat.

When 100 Rs. was decent pocket money.

When you’d get both a coke and a slims for 5 Rs.

When nearly everyone’s mum was at home when the kids got there from School.

When dad was better than superman!

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at real restaurant with your parents. When being sent to the head’s office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn’t because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat!

And some of us are still afraid of them!!! Didn’t that feel good?

Just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that!

Remember when…

Decisions were made by going “eeny- meeny-miney-mo.”

“Race issue” meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in “Monopoly”.

The worst thing you could catch from other person was germs, and the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to opposite ***.

Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a catapult.

Nobody was prettier than your Mum. Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

Taking drugs meant orange-flavoured chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a “double-dare”.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest
protectors.

When did life become SO complicated!!! wahetever happened to times when having rubbers and pencils made us feel rich!

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!

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i wish i can give my kids the opportunity to experience those simple joys sighhhhhhh

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Some of the games were soooo much fun

Like

Pithoo Garam
Lattoo

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aww nazoo i can so relate to everything u said.

and waking up early morning to walk on grass moist with morning dew with my grandmother....she told me it strengthens vision. climbing trees for jamuns and amroods and eating them with lotsa chaat masala. and yes spicy roasted corn from pathan baba. ink-fights.

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:(

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yeah :crying:

i use to love it when i was so care free run around my dadi house - go wild

*sigh…

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Read this in a blog a few days ago Nazoo...nostalgic indeed but hey I still do a lot of that, except maybe climbing trees and ringing door bells for no reason. Actually I never rang doorbells without a reason, there was always a reason...to bug the ppl at home if naught else:D Oh and that coke and slims for 5 rupees thing, don;t think i ever had a slims.

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Isnt slims a cigarette?

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masalay daar potato chips (like finger-chips) in packaging.

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no they are super spicy and sour potato chips cut in slim strips.

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:cb:

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chilly chips? Oh man they were sooo damn good.

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:crying:GOOD OLD DAYZ

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oh yes. phati remembers those days :teary1:

okay not really. :cb:

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came to US when i was 10.... and sometimes i ask myself... what IF

sometimes our small decisions can change our future entirely... i mean rite now i could have been in Islamabad, going to Bahria College.... and thinkin.... i wish i was in US... hehe

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Yoou people are ancient :halo:

My carefree days are not over yet :snooty: once they are gone i should be able to give an account ..

What ?
Are you retart oe somtihng

That should be the best thing

Bachpan ki mohabat is always the best mohabat :k:

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aweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

but i’m still a kid :blush: