Everyone has childhood memories some are horrifying some are smiling.
Some buy and some cry.
Well, mine was little different I was bright and never right. I look high but never lie.
Hmm.. Never lie... Na thats a lie that I've never lied.! Haha.. ! Wearing a fictional scarf hoping to fly. And here I'm in the young phase of life with the memories of cry and some honest bribe of life.
But Yes! I'm happy with some memories which are only mine fragmented like a pure wine.