Pakistan Childhood- invaluable memories of passing moments

چل بچپن ول پھیرا پایئے
پیپلاں دے نال پینگاں پایئے

فکراں نوں ٹر چلہے تریئے
جتھے دل وے آیئے جایئے

سجن ساتھی نال رلا کے
گلیاں دے وچ پجیئے گایئے

گلے وچوں پیسے کڈھ کے
رنگ برنگیاں ٹکیاں کھایئے

تپاں دے وچ کھجل ہو کے

ڈیگر ویلے گھر نوں جایئے

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I played this game a lot in my student life. I would collect sevens from broken pieces of pots or jugs.

Stooliya, Pathu Garam. Very beautiful memories.
 
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Being caught here in childhood was like you were burying a dead body, and the tragedy was that the token didn't even finish yet but you had to leave it in the middle in the rain of slaps, then there was no greater grief than that you were Leaving crying and a child happily handles your game from there like he has a free treasure in his hands..
 

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