I still remember..
though it was a long time back,
I still have it in my stack..
I remember. .
the hands that held me whenever i walked,
with a tight hold, making sure that i never balked. .
the plans that i made without flaws,
the walls and gates i had jumped across. .
the tunes that made me dance,
the scribblings and everything i made, being referred as masterpiece at once. .
the stars i had counted and the constellations i had drawn,
the fantasies i had gone. .
the friends who sought me whenever and wherever i hid,
the teddy that all the time accompanied. .
the claps that cheered me,
the laughs for my childish jokes,
the swings that made me go high,
the accolades that made me fly. .
the clarity of my own eyes,
the acclaims for all my activities,
the food that ensured me health at the least,
the sleep that gave me the peace. .
being active and creative,
being adventurous and humourous,
being admirable and adorable. .
having friends, with whom fights are the only thing that doesn't last,
having well-wishers, for whom my wishes and views accounted foremost,
having an audience, to whom even my dream talk was the speech at its best. .
being clear in mind,
and being light at heart. .
feeling health, character. . . . and LIFE!!
i couldn't remember,
the place i had taken the diversion,
the time i had gone through the inversion. .
the moment that had upturned every single thing. .
Cos' childhood is not something to be considered as a memory or be referenced in past tense. .
it's just the precedence of our present. .
it's still what we are and who we are. .
Echoing with the strings of my heart-felt yearnings,
"Give me some sunshine,
Give me some rain,
Give me another chance,
I wanna grow up once again"