My sons childhood 🥰

How are you all?? I hope everyone is well by the grace of Almighty Allah. Alhamdulillah I am fine. My blog today is about some funny moments of village kids. Only the people of the village will understand its meaning. Let's share some fun moments of village kids.

I was sitting in the sun in the morning. There is a lot of work. Then he looked so lazy. A lot of dirty clothes have to be cleaned. Meanwhile, my sons and some neighborhood kids are bringing eggs. They will eat boiled eggs themselves. Our yard is very big. On one side there is a small cottage and a garden. At one side of the garden, a hole was made in the ground with bricks. I collected dry leaves and twigs from bamboo trees.

Means made a small picnic spot. My cousin started boiling just five eggs in a pan full of water. The fire was going out again and again. The smoke has darkened all around. Then they are not moving from there. Seeing them so interested and happy made me feel happier than them. My boys keep them drunk all the time. Sometimes there is anger. But most of the time I like it very much. I never stop them. Take care not to spoil their childhood.

However, they took a long time to finish boiling the eggs. I helped them peel the eggs. They ate and went out. My mind is very bored to see them. I miss my childhood very much. Childhood seems to be over too soon. I don't like this tension of life. I want to go back to my childhood. How good those times were. I used to sleep without any thought. I did not understand the meaning of life.

We are 90s people. At that time, when we were children, we used to boil eggs, boil potatoes, and make sparrows. I used to make a fire in the open space next to the house in winter evenings. There was no end to the joy. And now there is no end to life's problems. Iss! If I could go back to that childhood.