Are all the memories meant to scatter?
Are all dreams of long long ago meant to fade away?
If they are then why does the green meadow remind me of the time when the whole world was only the school's fields?
Every breath of cool breeze is fragrant with the years that I spent breathing it....
Over there by the river we spent our summer mornings collecting golden snails....
By that stream we plucked hyacinth- our secret adventures as kids- far away from the prying eyes of grown ups....
When my naked feet tread over this moist green grass I remember the smell of freshly cut grass in the school's yard...
I keep looking backwards....
To see if can find once more the smell of wooden study tables and old story books...
To hear but once the laughter of childhood friends
To feel for one day the joy of the first rain flooding the streets so that I can miss school....
Maybe just once let us try and go out on a bitter cold December night for star gazing.....
Try and look for the burning red Betelguese, the brave Orion, the flying Pegasus.... watch star after star trace its path before our eyes till they grow sleepy...
Till Leo finally leaps over the eastern sky heralding the coming of a brilliant day and long sleep....
Let's pretend there are castles as we once did .....let us go find where Merlin hid the sand clock... only to turn it back....
Let us go on one last childhood adventure...
Let us try and find ourselves once again....before the start of a new day...
However hard I might try, I fail to remember where we got the hyacinth or the yellow snails. And there were more things. There was a brick full of green moss that you kept alive for days, then there were our barometers which burst at the same time during a storm, our flood indicator science exhibit, and loads of other fun things.
ReplyDeleteLooking back, we did a lot of things many way out of the box and quite innovative. I guess I have left those instincts behind. There are so many things I am now capable of doing but don't do. There are so many lives I could be living but am not! Thanks for reminding Aditya, I want to live up to the challenges I set for myself in my childhood.
We went hyacinth picking by that stream on the way yo the waterfall.... its been filled up now and the yellow snails in what is now Goda park :)
ReplyDeleteSee this is what i meant... find yourself once again before the present kicks in....