HAJMOLA Days

There's something about hajmola that is alluring and infectious on your taste buds! They don't make such candies anymore. Candies that seeped from our mouth into our mind, their tangy taste giving you the jolts. And we don't have such days anymore. Those days when everything could be digested with a Hajmola. Be it teacher's scoldings, scuffle with friends, parents' shouting, low grades and what not.
Hajmola days is a salute to that period of childhood when innocence ruled the roost.
When school was the best place to be; for endless days to come. At least that's what we thought back then. When the best thing that could happen was sharing the bench with your friend and yet fighting for your half! When the best sound to hear was the recess bell. Those recesses which seemed to last forever ( well enough for having a share from everyone's tiffin!) When fun and frolic was the order of the day and to top it all; those bus rides. The bus was our world- from seat to seat we traveled hearing and telling tales of valor and heroics; of stupid jokes and nonsensical situations, where homework was done, where games were played and pranks pulled of!
So nothing that coudn't be digested in those days. 'A candy a day keeps tension away'- that was our mantra.
Today, you won't find a hajmola candy in any store; nor do you find childhood in any of us. You see faces stressed out, worries on our forehead, eyes more sinister, minds more dark. We threw those days on the side and moved on, the wrapper lying in pile of dust.