I want to be a 90s kid again :)

We all go through periods in our lives when we think about being a kid and wish we could go back only, if only for a day. Our only responsibilities evolved around homework. No assignments to work on, no work to go to, or even worry about having one and although school drained us, we had 3 months of vacations to look forward to--coming to karachi and meeting up everyone was always a big excitement :)


The other day, I couldnt sleep and while laying in bed, I thought about I would do if I had one day to go through my entire childhood. The following is what I would do. I consider myself a 90s kid, although, baing born in 1988, my memories are from the early 90s.

I would drag out my dads price cassette player, plop on my favourite disney record and sing little goldie goldfish and baba blacksheep at the top of my lungs and pretend I was on stage by standing onto the dining table.I'd go out and play int he dirt, barefoot.

Spend the late afternoon swinging as high as possible, in those old, metal swings and kick those stones from my feet, just to see how far away they would land. I'd play cricket on streets with friends and would fight for an extra chance in batting all over again (jabke pata tha out hogaye hain) :P Run in and out of the house for drinks of grape kool-Aid and lough at my purple mustache.



Plop myself down on the grass, the warm sun beating on me, stare up watch planes fly overhead and make up stories in my mind about the people and wonder where they were going.



Ignore my mothers protest , drag out my toys and that kangro which i later got to knw was my cousins favourite stuff toy that I played with all my childhood. I miss it now :'( Eat the entire bucket of icecream until I got a headache from the cold.Not care that darkness was coming, run through the dew-coverd grass, chasing fireflies (lightning bugs, as we call them here) and count the number caught in the hands. Smell the wild onions and honesuckles while riding my bicycle with my neighbours concrete driveway



Getting mad at the the darkness because I had to go in, take a bath with Ivory soap and slip into my shortcake, and sportscars adorned bedroom, (sheets and all), and as I lay there awaiting sleep, wondering what it was like to be all grown up and going to office everyday like my dad and having so much to care for. Wake up next morning and do it all over again, simply because I could.

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The above was a brief glimpse of what my childhood was really like-from 3-12. I guess I was lucky-very lucky :)