The Sweet Potato Thief..

Childhood is one of the best-growing stages of life. Here in this stage, you learns a lot, you implement a lot.

In this stage, your little mischiefs are also loved and tolerated.

Your innocence has the purest soul which in seconds can attract anyone towards you.

You do some incredible incidents too which becomes your favorite moments.

You build some awesome memories and superb moments.

Childhood was awesome, no worries, no tension, no fear, no anxiety nothing. Childhood was all about enjoying it, loving it, experiencing new things.

I still remember one of my favorite incidents of my childhood.

It was winter's my elder brother had arrived from his college on vacations.

He had brought some sweet potatoes and we were supposed to roast them in tandoor.

My brother is a bit strict one also he's loving and caring at the same time.

It was his strict orders that once the tea gets ready then only we all will eat sweet potatoes along with tea.

We are 4 siblings an elder sister next to her is my big brother, then another brother and the last but younger me.

My big brother is a strict one.

But we children are ones who had to do things which are restricted or banned by our elders. And so was I my brother had ordered not to Rome around the kitchen but I was doing it as I wanted those sweets potatoes and asking him for one will just either give me a scold or a light slap.

So instead of asking him for one I planned a map and worked accordingly.

I from the stairs watched my brother's action in the kitchen he was continuously walking here and there in the kitchen and beside him, the mummy was preparing tea.

I sat on the stairs and was in chance, mummy arrived out and our kitchen is out in balcony so she was out to get milk from the fridge, she had seen me. She opened the fridge bent down and picked the milk.

She ordered me to close the fridge gate but seeing no response she turned back and was shocked to see I wasn't there actually I had hidden me beside the back door.

She then went into the kitchen closing the fridge gate. I came out of the door and then was seeing from the back wall of the kitchen, mummy and my brother were busy in their own task I found that right time to stole a sweet potato.

Within a second I picked one sweet potato and ran as fast as I could behind me I saw my shouting and laughing too as I in front of their eyes had stolen a sweet potato.

Till today when we siblings sit together and gossip this is a sweet potato incident is our one of the favorite one.