CHILDHOOD

When people ask me about my childhood

I dont know where to start

As the memories come flooding to my head

suffocating my heart

I go back to that magic land

A land where everyone had sweet stories to tell

Where laughter used to echo

And tears were shed to learn lessons of life..

I instantly travel in the train of memories

As a thousand scenes come hurtling back at me

Those loving memories of my childhood

are ever vibrant in my heart........

I listen to that laughter

And the lullabies of my mom echo in my ears

I remember how safely i was guarded

By my teddy bears from those" horrid monsters"

hiding under my bed

I remember those joke sessions with my dad

Those endless nonsensical fights with my sister....

Skipping rocks on the ponds, dancing in the streets

Jabbering endlessly and sailing paper boats in the rains

Those kites,marbles,games are all gone

Vanished without a trace never to be found again....

The mates of my childhood,those friends and those pals

Who were my companions and whom i loved

Have now changed, some for the good and some for the worse

Some bring tears of happiness,some tears of pity

Some tears of longing and some tears of love...

Some are far far away and some are near

Yes, i am content with my new found friends

BUt i still weep for those broken ties.....

We used to be so tension free and happy

In our own world of illusions and fantasies

I think of those good and bad times

and even of those simple nursery rhymes

A pocketful of dreams, dreaming fearlessly without a hitch

Dreams filled with sunlight , fairies and rainbow colours...

Dreams about reaching out for the magic lying beyond the skies...

If only we could steal one dream from that temple of dreams,

Life would never be so complicated , it would never be full of unpleasant surprises and horrors

A childhood forgotten is a childhood lost

Is what i say....

The innocence of childhood,

Why does it not show as we grow older?

Life would be sweet and gentle

If we could just look upon and live that

innocent little child within us..

As we grow older , the simplicity of life is gone...

We become more and more entangled

in the cobwebs of life...we are so caught up,

That we cannot appreciate the little joys life has given us..

I close my eyes,trying to capture those memories

never ever to let go of them

It would be nice if our childhood

lasted through our life on earth....

thus while wistfully ruminating over my childhood memories

The next venture knocks at my door

I recall that i am just a puppet in the hands of fate....

And walk on the path which leads to my destiny....