Childhood memories remain evergreen in one’s life. I am fortunate to live in the same locality in Chennai after being a Bangalorean for 2 decades. Quite often I pass through my alma maters (schools) and the joy derived from simple things as a child erupts spontaneously. Walking to primary school was a norm in those days since parents would buy a bicycle only in mid or high school.

One aspect which I dreaded as a child was being late to school- sun or rain, one has to run before the assembly starts for prayer. I did feel the embarrassment standing outside the gate few instances and receiving the gentle bamboo beatings from PT master.

Fast forward, #Myinnerchild used to get annoyed-when I was struck in the maddening traffic at Koramangala or Silk board junctions. Thanks to post pandemic era of Zoom/Teams meetings. I login in few minutes before the scheduled time checking the time in laptop, mobile and wall clock simultaneously. I feel the same sense of time pressure as a school student. #Myinnerchild drives me to be punctual. What is your #Myinnerchild story?