When I delve deep into my thoughts and try to remember the earliest memory from my childhood,the one that I can recall is me driving a small car that they have for children.I remember myself riding that car downhill and the thrill and excitement of that day still lingers on with me.Even when today I remember that day,I can recall the wind gushing past me with its full might,the trail that my car left on the ground as I went past my father and grandfather.The memory ends here but what it leaves with me is the perception of how to enjoy little things in life.How many times do we stop and smell that small flower that is there in our way... or inquisitively examine the fascinating insect that our eyes fall upon accidently....
Childhood is so much fun....

