"SURPRISE !!", my father exclaimed bursting into our room. I woke up rubbing my eyes and took a peek out of the window. The sun was shining bright. "What is it dad?", I asked my father helping myself out of the bed. "Do you remember this son?", I looked at the old cardboard he was holding in his hands. I knew what was inside it. "Is this that photo album?", I enquired. "Yes , look at these young faces". "OH, I look so little in this photo", I remarked staring at my photo. It was hard to believe that I used to be so tiny. I smiled remembering those good old days. "Try to wake John up. We have plans for today". Dad handed me the album and went away.
I kept the album aside and tried to wake John up. He is a real monster when he sleeps. "JOHNNNN ! WAAAAKE UUUPPP !", I yelled at my brother. He woke up and stared at me. "What's wrong with you?", he asked me. I showed him the album and told him that dad has something planned for the day. I could see a spark of excitement in his eyes. We both started getting ready for the day and had our breakfast. We both settled in our room and opened that golden treasure. That album was collection of billions of memories. We looked at our photos and laughed heartily.
"You are looking like a monkey in this photo", I pointed at his photo. He really did. "See you are crying like a baby in this photo.", John said. "I was a baby then". We both chuckled. "Look at the backyard, We found this bracelet there.", John said. I gazed at the photo. All of a sudden we heard a loud knock on the door. Dad called us outside and asked us if we were ready to hear the plan. Uncle grinned looking at me. What could the plan possibly be?