Nostalgia I started writing this few days back. I could finish it today, so posting it now. Today afternoon I put my daughter down for a nap and was going through the Internet. It was drizzling outside and the sun was playing peekaboo. I started remembering my old school days in Bangalore, India during monsoon. It was such a sweet time back then. Our world consisted of school, homework, friends, home, tv and evening strolls to gandhibazar with parents. I just want to go back to that moment and never grow up. A day in those days consisted of mom trying hard to wake me up in the morning and the lazy me who wanted to sleep for some more time everyday. Then I would wake up, get ready and walk or get dropped by dad to school. It was fun to catch up friends in the class, wait for the teachers to come. Then would come the best part of the day. Most of the times I wouldn't carry my lunch bag from home in the morning. My mom would prepare food and she would bring it to...