childhood Dont let your parents wake you Up! Here is a story about my childhood. Every morning during my school days I was dragged out of my bed at 6.30 am , given a bath and hair oiled and sent to school to attend at 7.30 am. I HATED IT!!! The point I want to make is,
childhood If My Life was a musical production. School – My name is Anthony Gonzales , Muqadar ka siqandar, mere Nasseb mein tu hai ya naheen, key pag ghungroo Meera nache re…. Teens – some guys have all the luck – Rod Stewart , like a virgin, beat it, I am bad, dancing on the ceiling, we are the
childhood Ligyrophobhia - can it be related to childhood trauma. I cannot stand loud sound, I cannot stand people who talk loud, I cannot stand people who have loud behavior or loud gestures (like shaking hands in a death grip). I am sure everyone doesn’t like these attributes in people, but I feel I am just too sensitive
childhood Growing up I grew up in a middle class neighborhood of goregaon, WTF, entire goregoan was a middle class place, I suppose it still is. I walked or cycled to school, I ate vadapav in the recess and quenched my thirst with gola and some colored sherbet. The only treat I got
childhood Luka I used to hear this song when I was a kid, never understood that these lyrics were about child abuse and domestic violence.