I wish I
could be a child,
swing
and slide like a wild.
I wish I
could play,
And smile like sun’s golden ray
All the
games of childhood days,
makes me feel lighter in many ways.
Hair-bands,
clips, ribbons, frocks and skirts,
these are the most precious
possessions of my heart.
The child
had all the time to juggle and chime,
those were the days of pure happiness
and clime.
Joy rides
in cycle we buzzed like bees,
and
like Spider-Man and Tarzan we climbed boughs of trees.
To steal from neighbour’s garden sweet-scented
flowers,
and
to bathe in God’s blessings of rainy showers.
Unripe
mangoes and berries with stones aimed by us dropped,
With
much gastronomic delight it went into our mouth as we popped.
Kulfis, jolphai, local chips, poppins, chewing
gum, gems and Amul’s Fruit ‘n Nut,
our
drooling mouth never did for such tasty treat shut.
ABCs and
123s, spellings and dictations,
Classworks and homeworks and poems
for recitations.
Gold Spot,
Lock and Key, Dog and the Bone and Hide and Seek,
a
game era before we became tech-saavy and a geek.
Life as a
child was so simple and fun,
as we hop, skip, jump and run.
Those are
the moments, to time forever lost,
Memories I can never buy from
markets and shops at any cost.
I wish I
could steal a child’s innocence and laughter.
If not in this life, probably God
will bless me in the life after!
