I remember when I started playing it was some paper made boats if I am not hallucinated at my memory lane. I do not know who made us to make those boats . Rainy season was the first most eventful life you can say. Dad house being a kachha one, lot of streams were formed whereby lending a helping hand to us to be at our high spirits.
But boats were not user friendly to speak like so after some time we ran outside and sat on the sandy lawns exactly immediately after the main gate of the dad house. Sand used to be a magnetic disc of wishes as we built sand houses putting our feet inside and making huge and sketchup exteriors to our best nerves. When it was complete we used to shrink our feet slowly and slowly to put our sand house in shape. Then we made the boundary walls having a very large expanse that consisted of a replica of Dad house having some straws in the form of domestic cattle and the like.
I remember it used to be very late evening when mom called us for the food.
probably that is the reason I have become used to make sand houses on my web page . Just read it again and tell how you feel like after reading so much on sand dunes.
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