How captivating do these stars up above in the sky look, try to gaze them and they smile back giving a ‘Thumbs Up’ look and saying, 'Great Job, keep calm, have faith, things will be ok!'
Life seems so settled and lovely while you lie down introspecting and travel some years down your youth to your childhood. You suddenly feel the nostalgia hitting as you crave to be back living those happy times again.
The time when homework was the only trauma in life, and a new toy was the biggest joy, choosing the flavor of ice cream was the toughest decision.
The school assemblies were life-taking; the zero-period was like a dream come true, free periods were blessings.
A random leave from school made me bloom, how I wished it could rain till 7A.M. so that Mom says 'No School Today, better stay home!'
Rubbing the chalk on the white PT shoes to make them spark on Saturdays, pulling up the socks each time the class teacher passes by.
Could sleep anywhere in the house but would be somehow magically transported to the bed in the night.
Sunday was a family time, video games, good food, and the 4PM movie on DD1.
Cartoons series were tough to resist, TV’s remote control capture was a big achievement.
Only responsibilities were to arrange the books on the shelves follow the time tables and ensure you close the taps properly each time.
Shopping was a family event and orange and yellow were also wearable colors.
Holidays were anticipated, summer vacations existed, the best things about December other than Christmas carols and hollies was winter break and New Year resolutions about the new and improved time table <sleep by 9 pm :) >.
The fights would last just for few hours or probably just a sleep, and then things would be same again.
The cherished times while cycling sessions with friends, the joy of eating out once in a while, a movie show, and a trip to granny's place, the birthday celebrations, the school picnics and excursions. The panic induced exams and boards gave jitters but the respectable grades made us sail through.
Alas! Those were the days!
Friends were close, choices were more, and money was not a priority, it was just enough to feel happy.
Back then there were tears that did not go unnoticed, prayers those were heard, there was no difference between wishes and demands but all were fulfilled, and the dreams that were sky-high.
The plans to grow seemed so cool and happening, but now when reality strikes I realize "it is a trap".
