I barely have any of my childhood pictures, just 5 of them to be precise and that too when I was around 3 to 4 years, before that I had only one picture where I must have been around 6 months. A couple of days back one of my cousins send me some pictures of my childhood. She found these pictures in her mother's album. I cannot express my joy; these pictures are of my first birthday. I did not even know that there was any celebration of my first birthday.
Most importantly there is one picture she sent which brought me to tears. I have no childhood picture with my father and mother, and she sent me one. I was actually crying for a long time looking at the pictures. Though they are not together and it's individual with both of them, but still it is such a sweet loving memory that I now hold.
That's me with my daddy. My daddy looked so handsome and, in this picture, I can feel the joy he is having holding me. Anyways I was his favorite till the end and he always said that he loved me the most, he would say that I remind him of his mother and he strongly felt that I am his mother's incarnation.
This is the one with my Mother, and next to her is my aunt with my cousin brother. I feel I look better with my father :-)
This is a very sweet memory with my sister. Again I do not have many pictures of childhood with her. As grown ups we have many but childhood memories are special. And this is such an adorable one, it also looks like I am enjoying her company and she like a good elder sister is trying to take care of me.
My cousin sent me many other pictures and I am feeling so happy looking at them, but then these 3 are special from the lot. I barely have anything from my childhood so anything that I find is very precious for me. Also in those days cameras were used only on occasions and not like today where every moment you can capture on your phone, so all the more there are less such memories that we find. At this point of time I am this one year old again :-)
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