I think my first trip was (In my memory)…
When I was 4, my family was travelling to the neighbourhood village (mom’s place) in a car. Mom and dad was in front seat. Little Ruha sleeping on mom. Ruha is always like that :-( . She took full access of mom and dad. She didn’t gimme a chance to sit with mom. If I try she will cry. Chubby idiot. But I ilked her sooo much. She is so cute. She has chubby cheeks and blue eyes. She looks at me and blink her eyes always. If I did same to her she will smile like an angel. She is my angel. Angel “Ruha”.
Sheha and Shahir was on back seat. Sheha and Shahir sitting door side. They need window seat always and when I am asking them to allow me to sit there they always replied like
“you are too small now so you cannot sit there. When u becoming taller as sheha you can always keep your seat here…”
“mmmm”.. “Definitely I will grow up sheha and will sit there..” I promised to my “Dolly Bolly”. Yes “Dolly Bolly” was my lovely sweetie doll which my uncle gave me. Mom named it as “Dolly Bolly”. He bought it from me from Canada last time. He is so sweet and we were going for meet him.
It was a summer vacation. The sun is smiling with its sharp light, the rays break the car’s front glasses and it irritates my eyes through the front seat. I felt angry to the sun. I moved closer to Sheha and she hold me tightly. I felt Sheha like bird who protect her child inside her wings:-) yes she is my elder sister. I slept on her lap. One of my comfort zone for ever…
Yeh!!!! That was my first trip. I think there is no any capturing device with my dad to copy all those wonderful moments. But my Memory does it.
