Memories..

When I am alone at night,

Memories start hugging me..

Thoughts, feelings and expressions..

Not an exaggeration,

But a truth..

Memories turn into butterflies,

They fly cheerfully..

Sometimes, they start weeping..

Reflecting the missing!!!

Those vanished days!!!

Those lost naive days!!

Those lost innocent smiles!!

When sleep starts haunting me,

They fly away to perpetuity..

Presenting me a bouquet full of,

charming dreams..

And,

To the wonder land of sleep…..

PLAY WITH MY MIND..

When I hold the pen on my right hand,

Hundreds of topics enter into my mind..

Both, related and unrelated,

Serious, sometimes silly!!

Putting me in utter confusion!!

Amidst the vast ocean,

I try to swim across,

With my optimum capabilities..

Though I realize, time and again,

Its hard to find the shore..

Something else, exerts a pressure upon me

To move forward,

May be, the state of obsession!!

It carries me over to a world,

Where, I could find differentiated thoughts,

Perhaps, a basket full of eccentric views!!

Struggling to my full,

A topic gets affixed in my soul..

Surprisingly, I might have never thought of it,

Never ever looked into it!!!

There are chances, where it ends up

In writing nothing,

The absolute blankness!!!

Again, a miracle of my mind!!

Certainly, I do enjoy these tricks..

Hopefully, waiting for a moment..

For a new start..

For a new play with my mind……

I miss my School Days..!!!!

New umbrella, new books, new bag..

New pencil-box, erasers, rulers..

So excited to show them to friends..

And to yell, “It is all new!!!!”

It is School time again..

But,

It is time to say “Bye” to mommy..

Oh!!! So hurting, is it???

The endless weeps..

The cute murmurings..

It is School time again..

But,

There is no other go..

The rikshaw-uncles are smiling..

The miss’es are welcoming..

There are many more cute faces..

With worries and fears..

It is School time again..

The Desks and benches..

The interval time..

The exam-note book..

The name slips..

The class teacher..

The black board..

The P.T period..

The tiffin box..

 The interesting games..

Small fights..

Silly thoughts..

Cute friendships..

And,

Much more!!!

Yes!!!

I miss those days so badly..

I can never get back those gone days..

Miss you..

 My School days..