Few days back my sister send me a parcel. Her busy schedule did not give any chance to her of informing me from before. It was while I was talking to my mom that she informed be about it that I will soon receive a parcel on Rakhi by my sister. I was excited about it.
For the past few days I didn’t check my mail box. My office is located in a different building, while the mail boxes are put in the main building. Unless some official work brings me to main building, I never go to see the mail box. After I heard from my mom about the parcel. I went the same day to see if I have received any thing. On entering the room where mail boxes are kept, I found a yellow packet lying in my mail box. I quickly collected it and went to my office to have a look. On my way I thought that it must have arrived earlier, only I checked it now. On reaching my office, I was very eager to open it soon and see what I have recived. At first instance I thought of opening it only after I have reached home, but I couldn’t resist the temptation. I quickly opened it, and what a surpise ? I received Parle-G biscuits and Nan-khatai with rakhi and a soveinor fron New York and a small card with best wishes… Vow that was so lovely and touching. After gazing it for sometime, I closed it. Soon I left for home.
On reaching home, and after finishing the dinner, I was again excited to have a glimpse of the parcel. I closed the door of my room, jumped on my cushy bed and reopened the parcel, this time I was more happy, as if a kid has just got a gift of which he was desperately longinh for. My behavior was like that partially, because I was in comfortable position, lying on bed, covering myself with soft blanket. All this made me feel very homely, like as though I was in my house at my hometown.
The Parle-G biscuits reminded me of my childhood days, when I used to eat the whole packet of Parle-G by soaking one after another in tea. Holding the Parle-G in my hand, I recalled the same taste that I used to get in my childhood. This softness brought with itself lot of events from those days to life. I remembered how much I used to love eating biscuits by soaking them in tea. they used to become soft, and sometimes they used to even fall in tea, which ultimately I used to take them out by spoon. There are lot of childhood memories associated with Parle-G. Everytime whenever we (me, my sister and my Mom) used to go to market, my Mom used to purchase two packets of biscuits, one for me and one for my sister. Both of us used to eat them by soaking them in tea, a great taste thus. I used to finish my packet very early before my sister could finish hers, why ?? so that she donot take mine 
. But after mine were finished I used to take biscuits fo my sister . Now I feel how mean I was, but when you are kids these things do not come to once mind. My sister was great, that she never used to say anything much to me, she only used to ask why did i took hers and then smile 
. Funny are childhood memories. So receiving Parle-G in parcel made me to think about my childhood, and I again wanted to become a kid .
After examinig Parle-G and keeping it back in packet, I took out the sovenior from New York. It size was that of small pocket diary, and had a magnet at its back. The picture showed a building and other things like cranes etc. On it was written, “Old New York, Flat Iron Building”. It was slightly orangish in color, to give it a rusty look. May be they made it in that way in order to make the person looking at it feel retrospective. I also felt the same.
And in end I took out Rakhi, with a small card. The card contained wishes from my sister on rakhi. Rakhi was of silver. It looked very beautiful and was glittering in the light of bulb. Seeing all that I once again recalled my childhood days, when my sister used to tie rakhi on my hand and then used to give sweets to me. Oh … How sweet were those moments.
