Those days

Do you remember when we used to run away
as if our lives depended on it
after pointlessly ringing the neighbor's doorbell

The faint remembrance of hurt still lingers
when you forgot to search for me while playing hide and seek
And the only thing we used to fight about
was who gets the remote during dinners

Why, I just got hold of that scrap of paper
with your art which looked a lot like me
And you thought it would be capital fun
to pass around among people and guess its resemblance

How we ran to the door in the evening
when dad came home
And on rainy days, our outlasting paper boats
outside our window
was what made us heroes

Oh the merriment in not having electricity
staring at stars on terrace
and someone having a ghost story

Not a day passed by without having you
play a prank on me
Hiding the pieces of broken vase or china
used to be our little conspiracy

Saving for birthday presents
Acting forgetful to tease
How we dreamt of growing up
to do as we please

I wish sometimes we could fly back to a time
When an ice cream truck and two bucks from mom
would be the highlights of our day
the reason of our joy

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November 21, 2010 at 1:49 AM
Bird Sister said…
This actually brought back all the memories (like a flasback ) for quite some time. Reading this bought a smile on my face.....I really miss those days too :)
November 21, 2010 at 11:19 AM
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