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Hopping memories after Grasshoppers

Updated on October 2, 2014
little princess of the memory lane......!!!!
little princess of the memory lane......!!!! | Source

Another day here it is and though it’s a bit cloudy, the charm is not lost. If only I would have been able to touch the clouds and daydream! It’s so nice to feel the child within and for some instances let it roll out from the façade of the deep mind. Some morning when I get up I try to hang on to the dreams of my lost childhood days. Then I see my son sleeping beside me and sudden reality gets hold of my senses. I slowly wake him up to get ready for school though in the fold my mind I lay to sleep the child in me who was preparing some home works for school in the last dream of the morning. Many nights I lay awake and try to feel the smirks on my sons face. I wonder what he might have been dreaming about!

hopping after grasshoppers...!
hopping after grasshoppers...! | Source

Hopping days………………!!!!

Those were the days when we used to hop around in our garden after the colorful grasshoppers and my Aunts used to cry from inside as there used to be leeches around. But who was sacred, at least not me! I remember that we friends used to have those clear transparent plastic bags and then catch hold of the smaller grasshoppers and put them inside the bags. To be honest I used to be little scared of the bigger ones then. In the last part of the evening we used to count the grasshoppers and declared the winner who could gather the greatest numbers. We used to prick the plastic bag with needles to let them breathe in. The humming sound of the collection I still remember very clearly. Then if we press our face on the plastic bag there would be a strange ripple sensation which we used to enjoy very much. Before winding up our play for the day we used to free those wonderful grasshoppers from our bags and laugh out loud as they will fly around us and sit on our head or frock. May be they were not scared of us that time anymore as the routine was kind of every day ceremony for us. I miss those hopping days and the ripple on my face with the humming of the grasshoppers so much!

dirty shoes to cleanse minds .....!
dirty shoes to cleanse minds .....! | Source

Dirty shoes....!

Our shoes used to be all dirty by running around in the garden but then we were not much bothered about that. Our frocks used to be dirty as well. It was really great on the part of our guardians as they allowed us such a freedom to run around in the yards. I feel bad about my son that we could not give him the carefree upbringing we used to have. The childhood connection with the nature was such important now only it is felt. Every morning we used to pick up nice colourful flowers to make garlands to offer in the prayer room. Then the fragrance of those slices of past sometimes lingers so strong that I get up with a strong urge to run out and pluck the flowers. But alas it’s gone with the breeze of the present!

the bottle brush to brush memories.....!
the bottle brush to brush memories.....! | Source

Red bottlebrush flowers………!!!!!

There were two big bottlebrush trees in the entrance of our ancestral home. The trees used to be in full bloom and the shade was our play den. We used to sling on the hanging brunches of the trees and then pluck red flowers to play with. The red flowers used to be numerous prop in our countless games. During the afternoons we used to pick up fruits from the tress like olives, different seasonal berries, oranges etc and sit under the shade of the bottle brush to relish with friends. Even we used to sing and dance a lot under those trees envisaging ourselves as the lost princess in the garden and what were those days were to get completely lost in our own world! We did not play dolls in our childhood. We were a group of girls with cousins; friends and we used to roll play all along but were not interested in dolls. Now I wonder why we were not playing or simply enjoying dolls that time. But then I cannot reply myself. May be we were more involved with our playmates then to care about dolls, well actually this is what I am thinking now.

those memories and these days...!
those memories and these days...! | Source

There are many pieces of childhood flashback which comes back to me frequently. Then I see my son and try to get lost in his dreams of PSP, Play station many game CDs etc. But then it feels so much alien to me. May be if I would have a daughter it would have been little easier to relate. But then it’s nice to console that way as I am not aware the present trend in small girls as well. The dirt, the grasshoppers, the red bottle brush with the slices of daydream may be these will all be alien to my son if I share with him now. Nevertheless, I really enjoy these daydreams a lot and the visits to my very early cheery childhood memories is always a way to unwind and relax. But then sometimes the present hits hard and heart wants to just hang on with the past. If only it would have been possible!


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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Thank you @Jackie Lynnley for your kind visit, votes, shares and view here. I will visit your work as well.

      god bless you


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      Jackie Lynnley 5 years ago from The Beautiful South

      Childhood memories, nothing like them, much of my writing is based around them, voting up and sharing.

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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Thank you@Olde Cashmere for you dropped by and made time to comment here. Your votes are also much appreciated.

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      Olde Cashmere 5 years ago from Michigan, United States

      Beautiful memories dghbrh. This was a joyful read and I thank you for writing and sharing it. Voting up, and rating beautiful and awesome :)

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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Thank you actually for dropping by and taking time to comment here dear Gypsy........your insightful comment and votes are always much welcome here.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Childhood memories are so wonderful. The best thing was as you say as children we had to use a lot of imagination. I think that modern day devices take away much of the imagination for children today and that's the sad part. Thanks for sharing.

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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Dear Jan....

      thank you for your kind visit , precious comment here and for the votes.



      Thank you @Spy.....for your kind words here.

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      IAmForbidden 5 years ago from Neverland - where children never grow up.

      oh such memories..painted forever on our hearts.

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      Janhorner 5 years ago

      Ah! memories of our youth. Wonderful hub, voted up,


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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Thank you @tilsontitan for your nice visit, votes here and insightful comment. You are appreciated very much.

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      Mary Craig 5 years ago from New York

      Often we live through our memories...they keep us happy and sometimes sane. It is good to have wonderful childhood memories, every child should have them.

      This was a lovely hub reminding us all to stop and think about the good things we had or did in our childhood.

      Voted up and awesome.

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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Hey Shara many thanks for your heartfelt comment here. yeah those were the only memory of us. Thanks for your votes a well.

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      Farhat 5 years ago from Delhi

      ahhha, your hub kindled all lights guiding me down the lane of memories to my childhood treasures!....really, those were the days in heaven worries, no tension, no grudges but bliss, beauty and peace all over!

      Beautiful hub, voted up dear!

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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Thank you @ shining.....for your kind words here. Your visit also is much appreciated. Yeah what we have crossed is past but we cant forget those days. New generation is always busy in technology rather then enjoying nature and this is a sad fact.


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      Shining Irish Eyes 5 years ago from Upstate, New York

      Remarkeable walk down memory line as I too relate to such wonderful memories of childhood. It truly is sad so many of todays generation will never know the carefree play and freedom you so lovingly describe.

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      deergha 5 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Thanks for so prompt a comment on the hub @girishpuri

      Its nice to know about your way of remembering those lost days are rite ...those memories really make our day much brighter now also. You are always welcome here.

      god bless you with many more sweet days ahead.....

      thanks again...


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      Girish puri 5 years ago from NCR , INDIA

      Those great childhood memories and when today we remember those sweet refreshing moments, they make our day. Normally we all sit together and watch our old photographs and remember the beautiful moments, life is like that only, thank you so much.