I know these are not spectacular toys or they don’t even look close to the attractive toys kids have these days but hey, they have a lot of wonderful memories! I must say I am a bit too emotional of my childhood and a bit too possessive of my things and I can’t handle if somebody touch my things. Here’s proof.
And especially after I got married, I get all mopey if my things, which I left in safe custody of my mom are touched or paraded around. They are left with her with a strict warning to never open them or touch them or let anyone near them.
And yet, my mom chose to thrust this picture to me on a day when I think I’m already a bit mopey. Maybe its just PMS. But I got super affected having watched this WhatsApp message in the middle of a meeting! And a video of my sister playing with it just to drive me up the wall. Grrr
My sister is touching my things. She knows how I get. I’m going to kill her. Next week though, because I’m going to visit mom then. I’ll have to devise some clever plan to get back! *evil mind at work*
And also, I will have to keep my relics out of reach of little monster called Happy who loves to destroy things with a (plastic) Bheem’s gada (mace) that is among his favorite things!!
God help me!