Tippy Tippy Tap- Which color do you want

Tippy Tippy Tap

I was trying to understand the concepts explained by My Chemistry teacher in XII standard sitting on the first seat of the first row when i was all of 16. On the extreme end were Richa & Khyobeni sitting also on the first seat,staring blankly at the blackboard. P.S: naughty & weak students were made to sit on the first seat.Suddenly i turned my head to the left to stare at the window panes, Richa & khyobeni turned their heads right & for no reason we started smiling & laughing. Our Chemistry teacher noted this laughter session between the rows & scolded us. But as they say never say never mind- the laughter sessions along with the package of scolding& being thrown out of the classroom continued till the end of the year.

It reminds of also of my distant cousin Rani who was my friend too when I used to visit my village. Of all the fun i had of bathing in the river canal,of trying to run in the maize fields,smelling & touching the yellow flowers in the fields, of talking secretly about some boy, staring at the stars in the night,drinking lassi from the brass tumbler, trying hold the horns of the buffalo, running around after the hens & the chickens, of teaching her & others tippy tippy tap etc. etc.

These memories struck me when I got in touch with Richa after years together possibly a decade. O' how much I miss all of my care + free days & classmates whom I have known since i was 3 1/2 years old till i was 17. Childhood days were fun.There was happiness,laughter, child-like or kiddish innocene,trust,freedom from thought or what will happen next. We just laughed our hearts out with any pain or remorse or recalling any pain.

Happiness cos of the freedom of not looking beyond the current. Infact had no clue about these hi-fi words as mentioned.

Where are the carefree roads of happiness !!!

That is the land of lost content

I see it shining plain,

The happy highways where I went

And cannot come again.
But again I sometimes feel the openess & happiness of childhood still calling-
Come on people move

For I (childhood) is calling

time to get up and groove

there is no time for stalling

your life has just begun