The day is gone is gone forever. But the memories remain forever. This memories cry sometimes and laugh me sometimes. we never cut those memory from our life . because that is our wealth of life. for that reason childhood’s memory is sweetest in man life.
Childhood memory is a sweetest time of human mind. my childhood memories are not less joyful. i was born in village at my grandfather house where I passed my those time. Many things happened on those time but I can’ remember all those things. my father is a govt. employee. Ours has a big house at our village . we r in joint family. Many of my cousin are live with us . we always play football, cricket or do much more fun.
There are much more event about my childhood . I fill delight when I remembered those things. I love those time .but I never go at those time .if I get a chance to make a dream of my life I want to go there.