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KhaultiSyahi

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I was raised to show respect. I was taught to knock before I open a door. Say hello when I enter a room. Say please and thank you, and to have respect for my elders. I'd let another person have my seat if they need it. Say 'yes sir' and 'no sir', and help others when they need me to, not stand on the sidelines and watch. Hold the door for the person behind me, say 'excuse me' when it's needed and to love people for who they are and not for what I can get from them and most importantly, I was also raised to treat people exactly how I would like to be treated by others. It's called respect. ©KhaultiSyahi #respect #raised #Childhood #ethics #oldschool #love #mychildhooddays #khaultisyahi

I was raised to show respect. I was taught to knock before I open a door. Say hello when I enter a room. Say please and thank you, and to have respect for my elders. I'd let another person have my seat if they need it. Say 'yes sir' and 'no sir', and help others when they need me to, not stand on the sidelines and watch. Hold the door for the person behind me, say 'excuse me' when it's needed and to love people for who they are and not for what I can get from them and most importantly, I was also raised to treat people exactly how I would like to be treated by others. It's called respect. ©KhaultiSyahi #respect #raised #Childhood #ethics #oldschool #love #mychildhooddays #khaultisyahi

Sita Prasad

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It brings a smile on my face, the friends, teachers, school, the grocery nearby, the kulfi man, the daily market, family, holidays, train journeys. Small world, small eyes filled with big questions, wonders and musings! Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

It brings a smile on my face, the friends, teachers, school, the grocery nearby, the kulfi man, the daily market, family, holidays, train journeys. Small world, small eyes filled with big questions, wonders and musings! Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Tapoja Das

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I get jealous of that bloomy phase, I smile, that I wanted to grow fast with no such fear of being the last! Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

I get jealous of that bloomy phase, I smile, that I wanted to grow fast with no such fear of being the last! Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Sanan

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I love afternoon schools Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

I love afternoon schools Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Anuj Jain

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the memories come flooding in torrents, some taking precedent over the rest. If your childhood had been like mine then obviously you too would be inundated with a plethora of memories if you want to recall only one. Those were the days when getting a 10 paise coin was more joyful than getting the monthly salary credited in the bank today. My days were composed of school, playing and more playing only. Food was either a compulsion or an impediment in playing. School you ask, well that was to spend time with friends. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

the memories come flooding in torrents, some taking precedent over the rest. If your childhood had been like mine then obviously you too would be inundated with a plethora of memories if you want to recall only one. Those were the days when getting a 10 paise coin was more joyful than getting the monthly salary credited in the bank today. My days were composed of school, playing and more playing only. Food was either a compulsion or an impediment in playing. School you ask, well that was to spend time with friends. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Varadhan P M

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I was happy for the main reason, people around me did the thinking and decision making. In fact I forgot that there's a concept called Future. So if you never cared for the future, you would be happy like birds and animals 🐱☺️ Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

I was happy for the main reason, people around me did the thinking and decision making. In fact I forgot that there's a concept called Future. So if you never cared for the future, you would be happy like birds and animals 🐱☺️ Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

CK JOHNY

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I found that I was very rich I had my own aeroplane and ship. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

I found that I was very rich I had my own aeroplane and ship. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

shaun kabeer

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वो कागज की कश्ती , वो वारिस का पानी Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

वो कागज की कश्ती , वो वारिस का पानी Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Aditi Mishra

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I feel nostalgic.. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

I feel nostalgic.. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Dr Upama Singh

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I have so many beautiful childhood memories, but the best was the life of the 90sth decade when every road used to go quietly. Life used to stop when the tunes of Ramayana and Mahabharata were heard on Doordarshan. In one house many neighbors used to sit together and watch. Then Rangoli, Chitrahar, Surbhi, and Shaktimaan for whom we all waited for the whole week. School fun with friends, Gulli Danda, playing hide seek in the park of the colony, etc. There is a present era, children have to be sent out of the internet world for sports activities, and one of us was we did not come home without being beaten or scolded., what it was beautiful time. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

I have so many beautiful childhood memories, but the best was the life of the 90sth decade when every road used to go quietly. Life used to stop when the tunes of Ramayana and Mahabharata were heard on Doordarshan. In one house many neighbors used to sit together and watch. Then Rangoli, Chitrahar, Surbhi, and Shaktimaan for whom we all waited for the whole week. School fun with friends, Gulli Danda, playing hide seek in the park of the colony, etc. There is a present era, children have to be sent out of the internet world for sports activities, and one of us was we did not come home without being beaten or scolded., what it was beautiful time. Welcome to the Day 3 of #MeMoWriMo or the Memoir Writing Month. i.e. September. Time to knock the door of your memories through this challenge. #remembertowrite #mychildhooddays #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba