Thursday, December 6, 2012

Missing my sweetest part of Past


This one is just out of emotions… 

I would like to dedicate this one to all my friends, far from their homes and a few who really are feeling homesick these days… 
Don’t go for the rhyme and just try to feel, who knows you might like it as well :

I remember the time when papa was the most powerful man in the world…
I remember the time when I actually used to sleep in nights..!
I remember how I used to snuggle into my brother's arms…
And how afraid I was of heights…
I remember when I didn't know what clever or cunning meant and everything I knew was good…
Sometimes I miss my childhood..!
 
I remember the time when mom’s lap was the snuggest bed for me…
I remember how small things made me happy which now I can’t describe…
I remember how precious a small pencil could be…
And how ecstatically I expressed things I used to imbibe…
I remember how everyone spoke the language of love to me and no one was misunderstood…
Sometimes I miss my childhood..!
 
I remember how an outing meant everyone together…
I remember how our love wasn't restricted to Mother’s and Father’s day…
I remember the taste of the food mom made especially for me…
and how I never laughed when instead of happy, someone said gay…
I remember how playing was in our routine and we were the champs of the neighborhood…
Sometimes I miss my childhood..!
 
I remember how I used to rise early and go to school…
I remember how polishing the shoes was also a duty…
I remember the assembly, the classes and the friends…
with whom how a treat meant a pack of chips and a frooty…
I remember how we didn't care for the future and how we scribbled on those tables of wood…
Sometimes I miss my childhood..!
 
I don’t say I want to relive those days…
Neither do I complain against the life I live…
But I just wish things were simple again…
and we could live freely, without worries and see what pleasure it can give…
What all I want is an unassuming life although with all its excitements, and would steal those moments, if I could…
Sometimes I miss my childhood..!

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Love

Not everyone in this world has the fate to cherish the fullest form of love.
Some are born, just to experience the abbreviation of it.

Rules + Regulations - Relationships = Resentment + Rebellion.