When I completed my last teen
God came to my dream
And said he wants to give me some boon.
I thought what shall I ask
As I have my parents in his mask
Yet he insisted “you must ask”.
Then started a series of thinking
As I recalled my past with every eye blinking
I recalled the road where I was playing
The sweets over which I was fighting.
There were times when I was laughing
But the very next moment ended crying
Thinking of a these I said “Is God Joking?”
I have had frineds with whom I was loitering
As at times school was boring
It was a fun then to eat my lunch by sharing.
How nice were those days
When I only gazed at the skies
To find out how many stars were twinkling.
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder where you are
Will you never come to my life that is bare??
I thought of days in park
When I was chasing the butterfly
But the days slipped off just like the fly.
Now I have grown beard
So I am not in a child’s herd
But my heart is still asking for the child bird.
I have had friends, all are but gone
Still I wish that someday I’ll meet them at dawn.
Then I thought of the ‘melas’
Where I use to eat ‘kelas’
Wih my father’s shoulder as my ‘chelas’
Now if I use those shoulders
Then they will have only fractures
Since I have grown to my father’s stature
How lucky were those days
When for every mistkes there was no canes
But today if you do a mistake
Then you are deemed to fall in ‘cas-ket’
That was the time when smile was pure
And scolding followed tears for sure
But now smile is in wages
And tear is followed by revenges.
The two doves with branch of olive
Was very symbolic then to live
As it was the period of mental peace
Without having grudge on anyone unpeace
Those were the days when gold was yellow
And I was a dirty fellow
Clinching to my pillow
So I asked God “if you are so kind
And want to give me what is in my mind
Then fill this world in brotherhood
And GIFT ME MY CHILDHOOD.”