Growing up in the 90’s, this was everything. One football. A pair of goalposts made from slippers. And the whole society turned into a stadium. No notifications. No distractions. Just muddy shoes, loud laughs & endless evenings. Back then, I used to run behind the ball for hours. Today, I’m running on the same ground — but this time, he’s running beside me. He thinks I’m teaching him football. But honestly, he’s bringing back the little boy I used to be. Maybe that’s the most beautiful part of fatherhood. You don’t just watch your child grow. You quietly relive your own childhood too. Less screen time. More football time. ⚽ [Dad life, reliving childhood, Father and son, 90’s kids, #bangalorecreators]