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An item you were incredibly attached to as a youth.

When I was young, I was incredibly attached with an old radioa Philips three-band, battery-operated model. It worked perfectly fine, but curiosity got the better of me one day, and I decided to open it up. By the time I screwed the last nut back in place, the radio started misbehaving. After days of tinkering, I managed to fix itbut at a cost. The back cover broke, leaving my beloved radio exposed. Refusing to give up, I improvised. I mounted all the parts onto a wooden board, secured the batteries with nails, soldered the wires together, and, to my amazement, the radio came back to life. It looked like a messa Frankenstein’s monster with an antennabut I loved it nonetheless. That radio became my window to the world. I spent countless hours listening to the BBC, Voice of America, All India Radio, the Sri Lanka Broadcasting Corporation, and the Australian… An item you were incredibly attached to as a youth.

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What makes you feel nostalgic

There are certain things that never fail to make me nostalgic. It could be a familiar smell, a particular flavor, or even a moment that triggers déjà vu. Strangely, when I reflect on these memories in detail, I realize they weren’t all that significant when they first happened. Yet, they’ve lingered, tucked away in the corners of my mind. One recurring theme is the scent that rises from the ground when it rains after a long dry spell. That earthy aroma has an almost magical qualityit instantly transports me back to my childhood. I can vividly recall running barefoot across the sprawling grounds of my grandfather’s house, the cool rain mingling with the warmth of the soil. The mind works in curious ways. It refuses to recall something urgent, like a phone number you forgot to save, yet it serves up vivid fragments of a past long gone. Nostalgia is… What makes you feel nostalgic

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Relive an age of my life

To relive an age of my life let me go through the phases of my life. School years: I was an average student. As an Army officer’s kid, I experienced frequent school changes. New languages and subjects added to the pain. Adult years: Changed jobs frequently until I found the correct fit. A time of struggle, rejection, and the realization that no one would be supporting me opened my eyes and made me a survivor. Post fifty: Present Phase: Financially settled. Built my fortune, not billions, but enough for me and my wife in our lifetime. Son is settled. It is not all perfect as old age creeps up with its health problems, but it is better than the earlier phases. I believe in living in the present. It is like driving with your eyes on the rear view mirror. If you constantly live in the past you might not… Relive an age of my life