As I child, those gigantic brown-colored NP lorries fascinated me a lot. I remember reading in my mind, the names of the states it traveled, written in the columns on its body – Maharashtra | Andra Pradesh | Orissa | West Bengal and so on...
I used to envy those lorry drivers and dreamed of becoming one when I grow up. I believed it was one of the easiest ways to visit places.
Ahhh… those days when dreams were not associated with money!
What was your dream, as a child?
PS: This post is part of the Write Tribe Festival of Words 2. The challenge is seven posts in seven days and this is the seventh (and the last) one in the series, on the theme Dreams.