When I was in high school, every morning I get up at 4 am. With a fresh and determinative mind, I take my brush,soup,towel and then freshly go to the Maini river at Babuchara. The slient zigzag Maini river was warm in winter season and vapors are just dancing up to the sky. After being freshed, I pay my homage to my Lord Buddha then sit for meditation under a Nakshful tree. Everything is quite and tranquil. 30 minutes or even an hour, I stay just like flying and diving over the ground formlessly and no weight at all. Deep and deeper my mind got busy on investigation of thoughts. Then after that I use to do some Yoga postures or keep running through the Babuchara road or in my school ground. I really can remember whatever I learn and study. I was brave and adventurous. I wasnt afraid to go anywhere alone even at midnight. I was so fearless that I think myself I can sleep with corpses at cemetery! On holidays I become a cowboy. I looked after our 2-3 domestic cows. Wander from one grassland to another. Playing with my friends or sleeping on bushy trees branches. When I come back home,certainly I bring some wild vegetables for my mom to be cooked........... I miss my childhood.... :(
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 03:21:21 +0000
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