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Wednesday 23 August 2017

How Good It Would Be If I Could Relive Those Old Days

Never knew fate had a problem with me,
Until it told you
Your brother would be he,
Scared by this I pleaded not to go,
But there I was in your hands
As soon as it gave me a blow.


Looking into your eyes,
I did realize,
There was some mischief cooking
In your brain of a grape size.

Time flew by, flew very fast
You started going school,
 And I was in my cradle,
Listening to the music of Liverpool.
Seeing all my pampering
I was sure you were burning.
And then you give a wicked smile,
And the tables turn in a while.

My day wasn’t complete without fighting with you,
But just wanted to say I still love you.
With all those fights I got to know one thing,
Your nails are the deadliest…painful than a bee-sting.

Saying that I still don’t understand
 Were always those half cooked dosas…. preplanned?
At times you cook better than Mom
I just admitted to that….oh com-on.

Soon my world was shattered,
The very news of you leaving left me battered.
It was only after so many years,
That I could find myself in tears.

All my emotions were taken for a toss,
Cause you went away leaving me at a cross.

Seeing your pictures at a gaze,
I’m sitting here with my mind in a haze.
How good it would be,
If I could relive those good old days.