From drinking with hands to being apprehensive about everything,
We have come a long way now..
Even the water tastes different, does it really quench the thirst?
So abruptly times changed, no one knows when and how…!! “Simi
How does this man manage to create such magnificent candies in this box, out of nowhere,
It’s the kids who should own this magical container, for they are never bitter, sweet adults are very rare. “Simi
Appreciate when you can breathe without any fear, and happiness is visible without much effort,
Gratitude when discernible, gives hope in abundance, and keeps us miles away from misery and hurt. “Simi
I have waited really long, and I long to be with you again,
Your presence makes me safe and snug, in the blazing sun, beach or rain.
I know you are far from us, for the country needs you too,
But Dad I am growing fast, the moments of my childhood remain very few. “
This is such a maze, how does dad get those fantastic pics out of it..!
I can’t find a single clue, how even the darkest room gets beautifully lit…!!”Simi
“Privileges, childhood.. I have heard about them a lot,
But I still toil to survive, you believe me or not..!
“Destiny”, mother says, has something colossal for me in store,
A harmonious and serene world with contentment galore..!!Simi
Through the lens of Ruchir Kalra
“The fragrance of the wet mud, seized my attention, as the raindrops were too subtle to be perceived,
And cardinally my hands folded the sheet into a boat, this was imperative to complete a rainy day, my heart believed.”Simi
“Run to be together, let’s not waste a second, let’s play,
Marbles have to be won my dear, let mother say whatever she may.
Delightful were those moments, the joy was boundless and so pure,
Marbles decided who was richer and smarter, about this unsaid truth we were sure.”Simi
Outdoors, for us meant socializing, we have grown reciting, running and playing around,
Much deeper were the bonds that we built, ’cause instead of internet, existed the playground.
Feelings were true, expressions boundless, we cried the real tears,
Our legs used to give up, but never the hearts, we laughed without any fears.
We never bothered how we looked, how old was the shirt we wore,
The swings were our creation, the food was mother’s preparation, what could we ask for more?