I have special childhood memories of the few weeks spent in Amroha. A few examples are,going from the station to my Mohalla in a tanga; all the dukaans particularly the 'pan waala' and the 'meethai waala'on the way;going to the aam bagh with my chacha and cousins;drinking'hot'tea and dunking papay into the tea (yum);pumping water in to a baalti for a wash!But I do know that now there is running water and electricity in my Mohalla. One of these I will revisit home.

Going to our mango garden for picnic always brings back happy memories.

Memories of Eid spent with my cousins are still fresh. Waking in the morning, washing with cold water, dressing in a brand new'jora' and going to say adab to my dadi, phopi, chachi and family. The best was receiving the Eiddy money and going to the Mela to buy meethai, peacock feathers and clay dolls. The pathang that I was never able to fly but my younger brother got it over the roof tops!Ah what delightfull days!

I can remember fondly getting Eidi from my relatives in Amroha. I cant forget drinking lassi in Baboo's restaurant or eating freshly cooked seekh kababs standing on the road.