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What Is Your Earliest Human Memory ?

My earliest memory is when I was a toddler, I was crawling in the kitchen of my grand mother's house towards a hot cooker kept on the floor. I also have faint memories of getting burnt on my thighs on it. I wish I remembered the face of my grand mother. People say she loved me more than anybody in the world. Showered me with attention, Ignoring the whole house and cooking only the food I loved - Kesari with lots of Cashews and Ghee they say, I loved the ones she made. She always had the ingredients ready, they say, in case I dropped in with my mom or dad as a surprise visit. Unfortunately she passed away before I could walk properly.

I grew up watching the neighboring kid and my then classmate getting all the special attention, love and care from his grand mother, who never let him down, even when made mistakes. Probably she wanted to show me that all the marks I scored better than him (in fact all others, yes I used to be the 1st rank kid) and the prizes I won at school for competitions, and being the famous kid, none of them made up for what I was missing.

Another notable memory I remember is in my childhood house, while sitting in the kitchen entrance again (ahem.. OK, its coincidence, really! :P) and watching my mom make food and acting like doing the homework, while all I did was watch my little baby sister. I turned away from her and turned back again to see her trying to roll over for the first time in life. She was half way through and I started to jump and yell running around her cheering her to do it, while my mom stood watching her along with me. After a few nail biting seconds, she finally rolled over. It was such a cute sight to watch the cutest baby girl** in town roll over for the first time. I was so happy like I achieved something great, and I guess I went up to each and every one in school including my poor school teachers telling how amazingly my little sister rolled over. Everyone I remember, gave that trademark smile which means "OK Kid, STFU and get the hell out of here instead of dramatizing your boring story" in their mind, but instead they would say "Oh really.. that's very nice" to not disappoint me and quickly walk away. There are times I wished that me and my sister didn't have that 6 years age difference, which if it was lesser could have may be bonded us better ? These are moments that make me realize how lucky I have been.

**(My sister was very cute as a baby, in fact like the ones you see in forwarded mails, fair and chubby with round eyes, while I was nothing short of the scary fugly babies that appear in Horror movies and Doom 3, I can post photos as evidence soon)

Thanks to Tumblr Bot for asking this question. Sorry for betraying Tumblr and posting answer to this on Blogger :)


  1. Nice post. Childhood memories are beautiful, arent they?

  2. nice, post. I agree with Ash, childhood memories are so sweet and a reminder of time of possibility and discovery.

    It's always good to remember those that are no longer with us, particularly when they are dear to us as your grandmother was to you.

  3. This inspires me to write about my childhood memories.. Will be posting one soon :)


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