Nostalgia is something which transports me into another world back in time. It also makes me wish that I could go back into those wonderful years and relive those moments again. Pictures taken then and printed and put into albums are like time machines which take us to that place and time and memories which are unforgettable.
With Down Memory Lane I am traversing those memory pathways, recollecting, reliving, and recalling my reasons for meeting, my continuing associations, and my reasons for loving and respecting all those amazing people. As I write in again about yet another person and put another post together, I thought doing a bit of recollecting about my personal journey may be in order too.
Circa 1995
Mr. Dhoni asked him quizzically why that dilemma.
To which my son replied: “Sir because I am your huge fan but my grandfather stays in NZ and that’s a country I love very much too.”
The thorough gentleman that Mr. Dhoni is, he replied: “No worries, you support us both for NZ is a wonderful playing side too.”
Thank you to our dear friend Mr. Anjani Kumar, Commissioner of Police, Hyderabad City for making this dream come true for my son and in the bargain make such wonderful memories for him, forever!
My husband of Superintendent of Police (SP) of this district at that time.
At two years old, in Shimla as my husband trained for a trainers-of trainer course which subsequently led us to some of the most beautiful locales in Europe and UK.
One Diwali in our old residence!
This little one had made its abode under the bougainvillea plant and we even had a couple of chicks which grew up and then flew away!
Wickedlyours 