I have lost the days
when each morning brings a new friend for me
when the songs of birds amused me
Smiles of flowers make me smile
Hands were only for hugs
Lips chanted only “Maa”
My gigo is my best friend
Butterflies made me to walk behind them
My little garden is my playground
nd wet clay is best food
Loneliness made me play
Longings made me walk
Lost….
Still memories Live
Classroom live, Friends live, Birds live
and so the child in me….
My Childhood
Nice written yaar.. A big senti type person… Waise is bade bachche ko achanak chottey bachche ki yaad kahan se aa gayi..???
This is a marvelous article. I loved it 🙂