When we all were 5 years or so, all of us have played with a firki ( a mini windmill toy, that every indian kid has played with).
Went to dilli haat after a long time, and seeing the firki all around reminder of childhood, carefree fun, happiness, and all these feelings of joy got evoken.
Seeing the colors flow with the wind, made me wonder where and when did the time flee of those carefree, joyfull days of innocence ??
Those times when only playing around was all we did.. when our parents would run behind us to fed.. when our parents were our only friends.. when life was a simple cycle of playing, eating and sleeping.... when the biggest thing that could happen with us was if we got lost... when our world only consists of our parents..
Firki for me is reminder of innocent childhood we have had, which each one of us wishes to have back at least once in life..
Time flies.. but gives the memories to cherish¡¡¡
