Why ChildhoodWish exists

"When I was 10, I wanted an RC helicopter."

I used to stop at the toy store every day after school and look at it through the glass. The one with the dual blades and the remote with the flip-up antenna. It was ₹800 — which, at the time, felt like ₹8,00,000.

My parents couldn't afford it. That's just how it was. We weren't poor — we were middle-class in the way that most Indian families were middle-class in the 90s. There was food on the table, school fees were paid, and luxuries were for later.

Twenty years later, I bought one for myself. I sat on the floor of my apartment in Vadodara and flew it around for an hour. Knocking into walls. Laughing at nothing. Feeling, for a moment, like the 10-year-old who never stopped looking through that glass.

That feeling became ChildhoodWish.

Not a toy store. Not a gifting company in the generic sense. A place where every product carries a specific emotion — the thing you always wanted, the thing that felt out of reach, the thing that made you stop and stare.

Every product on this site passed a test I call the "glass window test" — does this make someone stop and stare the way I stopped at that toy store? If yes, it's in. If no, it's not.

Every order ships with a handwritten note from me. Not printed, not stamped, not templated. Written. Because the unboxing should feel as good as the wish coming true.

If you have a wish you never got — tell me on the Memory Wall. If your wish becomes a product, you'll be the first to know.