Woh kagaz ki kashti,
Woh baarish ka pani.
Woh pariyon ke fasane,
Woh maa ki Kahani.
Woh sapno ki duniya, jise le aati thi nindiya rani,
Na koi chinta, na koi pareshani!!
Jane kyun beet gaya woh bachpan,
Jane kyun beet gaya woh bachpan...
Childhood with its careless, thoughtless air,
Wants the training hand of care.
Tender twigs are bent and folded,
Childhood is easily molded.
Childhood faded away,
To a time that makes me sway.
There was a time when I was very small,
Sweetly, as I recall it, tears do fall.
I sported in my tender mother's arms,
Alike were sorrows, passions, and alarms.
Rode a horseback on best father's knee,
It was an extension of the absolute carefree version of me,
And this world was unknown to me.
Toddling walk on the faltering feet,
Falling down, the same to repeat.
The fondly fight among the siblings,
Pulling one another's strings.
Never bothered about the sun and the shade,
All the day with friends I played.
I went anxiously to school,
To see what best pranks my friends could pull.
I loved to rock but hated homework,
I mean what was the point of so much paperwork.
The bedtime stories from Grandma and Grandpa,
Were the true feelings of awe.
In Mum's warmth I could feel the bright day,
She was almost there to show the way.
Dad seemed to be the head of the family,
He used to hold my hand firmly for mistakes silly.
As parents, they taught me a lesson with high morality,
They did all they could do as per their ability.
Those were good times,
We had fun even with little dime.
Where is the pure untainted view of things,
And why I lost the joy that only childhood brings.
Where is the childhood, in all this hurly-burly,
Why did I grow so early?
If I ever get a chance to make a wish, what I would,
My first preference will be none other than my childhood.
My childhood would never come back,
But child in me will never go...
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