What i most miss about my childhood?

What I miss most about my childhood days?Well all the games that i used to play as a child.There is a nearby field in our colony,and that serves as a playground as well.The authorities have named it Paschimanchal.As a kid,my friends and I used to regularly visit this favourite spot and it was our daily routine to come out from our houses at five in the evening and then attack the playground.The playground slip used to be our first destination and the game that we used to play there was named as 'toy train' by us.You will get the idea-imagine each of us position and sit behind each other such that each of us stood to represent one compartment of a train and there always used to be five or seven of us sitting one,after the other as compartments and when we were all well convinced that it was time for the train to go,the first person used to slip down and wait till the others came down after him,one after the other and hit one from behind,but that used to be fun with no intentions to harm and how we loved that, which was very clear from how the person representing the first compartment never betrayed the other compartments,but sit still till all of us used to come down and sometimes when there were betrayals,the first compartment always received heavy boycott from the other compartments.Our second destination usually would be the swing hammock,apart from the normal swinging,we used to try something different everyday.Sometimes standing and swinging,which i used to avoid because i felt too unsecure about my safety after falling once and hitting my forehead hard and so i used to stand and watch my companions and wait for my part to use the swing.When my part came,i always had two more people with me,sitting on the swing and the one who did not sit used to turn the swing too many times,in a way that the chains attached to the wooden block on two sides,entwined and looked like a braid of a maiden and then when the outside party used to suddenly leave the swing,it used to revolve in the anti-clockwise direction in a full force,to come back to its original position and that used to be my sport.I liked the way everything around me used to revolve with me and of how my eyes could never keep a close look on any object or person watching us,for long and that in a way just always welcomed a second round.Of the many games that involved running a lot,one was Lock and Key.I always used to feel that nothing could be more dumb than chasing,freezing and then again unfreezing people,but running always used to be one of my favourite sports.Golden river was another game that always made me look into the Atlas for different place names especially those starting with alphabets such as X or Z,lest i am caught by the crocodile in the river and lose the game.Give me food too,was interesting in its' own way.Running towards circles of your other mates and then being chased after for losing your own circle,was always good.I have had many cuts on my knees,arms,elbows,joints and fingers while being so active in my games.Hide and Seek specially,where jumping across the barriers(cement walls) and moving from one house to another,not even sparing the rooftops of shops,was risky and exciting.Had a serious back injury once for a leg misbalance(sadly,the pain often comes back), while jumping from a more than five feet tall structure.Apart from this,i liked playing Badminton a lot and i still play it.Indoor games such as Ludo,Carrom and Monopoly is still missed.Well i always used to cheat in these indoor games and then get caught as well.Name,Place,Animal,Thing too,did not go without cheating.I always took the effort of writing four or five names for each category and then strike out the names already announced by my other mates and say aloud,the name not mentioned by any and hence the name that helped me increase my points.I really miss those days.I am not sure if i want to relive anything that is already past,but sometimes i can't help myself from not acknowledging,that the past after all was a amalgamation of both the good and the bad.