I giggled when i looked at the fragments of my childhood memories. Those days, those fun, those school, those classes. It's fun imagining yourself again small. Doing mischievous works and then receiving mom's call. But now i left this all behind. Suddenly another thought struck in my mind. I remembered the night when i heard my parents voice. I was standing outside their room, eavesdropping, after thinking thrice. They were talking about my little sister's health. I was so small so i couldn’t properly understand. I rushed to them, cried and begged to save her. They got worried and told me that she got just a fever. I closed my eyes to say thanks to god. It's really hard to think that your loved one will be gone. As i opened my eyes i found that things have changed. I am a grown up now but still in my heart a child remained. A smile spread on my face as i looked through the window. The heavy rain caught my attention which i could not withdraw.