Gone with the wind...
Gone with time....
I crave so much
For the childhood of mine...!!!
Not that my present is dismal or gloomy...It’s just that my past had a lot more to offer and a lot less to worry...!!
When was the last time I looked at the heavens up above....closed my eyes.....opened up my arms ...felt the rain drops on my face without any apprehensions?
When was the last time I glanced out of my window to watch the sparrows defy gravity...hear them chirp so melodiously...watch them traverse the vast expanses of land in no time ?
There is only one answer to these and many such questions...!!! A long time back...!
I still miss those days when I could jump out of my seat and almost immediately start to pen down the story that I have been thinking about. I used to spend a lot of time writing short stories; the horror and mystery genre particularly tickled my creative instincts; and I could even manage it in the noisiest of all places. But now-a-days I spend my time hunting for those story books I had written. I don’t know where I have lost them but still haven’t lost hope of finding them.
Not sure when I started losing interest in bursting crackers. I still vividly remember the days when I enjoyed accompanying dad to the market place to buy them. I always used to bargain with him to pick up a few more packets that he wanted to :-). I wonder what has happened to that zest of mine. And this is just one of the things that have lost its charm as I grew up.
