Down My Memory Lane of Childhood Memories

My favourite memory of my childhood was the wooden stairs from the veranda to the bedroom on the first floor. Running up the stairs made a lot of noise and when I reached the top, the bedroom opened up into the terrace where my mom used to dry vadams (a South Indian delicacy made of rice flour and then fried). The partially dried vadams made a great snack and I used to consume half of the vadams kept for drying. I used to run around under the hot sun in the terrace....more