I want to go back.

I WANT TO GO BACK TO THE TIME

When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING,
Not PROMOTIONS.

When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE,
Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS.

When DAD Was The Only HERO,
Not DEPP Or TOM.

When LOVE Was MOM’S HUG,
Not the GIRL / BOY-FRIENDS’.

When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth,
Not Your DESIGNATION.

When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS,
Not Your MANAGER.

When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES,
Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks.

When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS,
Not The DYING HEARTS.

And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW,
Not For YEARS & YEARS.

Bachpan ki yaaden

Chalo 1 baar fir se bachpan ko yaad karte hai. Hum aaj revision karenge kuch old poems ka. Which is not being used by new generation e.g. aaj somwar hai, poshampa bhai poshampa, aaloo kachaloo beta kaha gaye the, chanda mama door ke, jhoot bolna paap hai, machli jal ki rani hai aur titli udi....
















Aaya maja padhkar???