Me & my Toy!
Toys are the bestest companion of a child. I had many, the boy’s stuff, cars, balls and the soldier dolls. Each had its own worth, though the liking changed periodically. Some became much lovable & devout then the others; the sequence kept changing. Toys are possessions generally gifted by someone who loved you; read here, ‘The Provider’. My Provider gifted me a toy, personified. It was always there, even when I slept; somewhere, around me. Early ages, Infancy & Childhood, It was the most dependable. I would hold it close whenever I was exposed to new settings. It would give me the greatest comfort and gave back incomparable love & joy. I needed the toy every time before my sight, it was special. It taught me ‘Life’. In my adolescence, it kept gazing at me, showering its love. It knew that I am fleeing, looking for happiness beyond. My fondness had diminished, but I still wanted it when I came back home after merriment with the world. I grew up fast. ...
