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   Sometimes few silent moments comes in your life and suddenly it starts recalling your nostalgia. The moments which are stored  safely in the corner of your memory, starts coming out. You don't have to be a great or famous to recall or to write your memories. Everybody has something from his past, few magical moments that counts, his own audience to listen. I am also not exception to that, there are some moments which makes me sad, pride and smile.      It is said that when you start recalling the events from the past too often, it  indicates that mentally you are getting old. But who cares?? I love to wander in the past, to enjoy the magic moments again and to forget the present for  some time. Most of the times we remain busy in our daily routine, we think less and behave like machines, we keep working all the day, then we go back to our home, we spend some time with our family members, then we end our day by going to bed and start a new day exactly in the same fashion. But so

 I remember, I was of just 3 or 4, at that time my mother used to work as school teacher, the school was having significant large library. She used to issue few books per week to tell the stories to me and my younger sister in the free time. In that way, she introduced me the wonderful world of books, answering my never ending  questions and telling the same story by showing the pictures again and again and never loosing her patience. I am very thankful to her, she is the one who developed my interest in books and today she complains about it, that I read too much and sometimes I forget everything around me while reading a book, but I cannot help, she is the "culprit". As I grew up I started reading as a habit and I could finish a book of considerable size (of around 300-350 pages) in a day or two. One day my father suggested me to read English books, he is having collection of around five hundred books written by various authors including R.L Stevenson, W. Somerset Maugham,