Sometimes we want to travel back in time, skirting the obstacles, in order to love something.
Those were the days !!!
World was never like upside down. Our divine innocence was balancing the gravity bill. The world was in favor. Things were so simple that it seems like we would never lose control over life and time, nothing to be responsible for and nothing to worry about.
Every summer was compelling us to visualize the summer vacations and winter was like Christmas and new years. We were free and very fanatic to follow our own year calendar. Spring was our morning, summer was the dazzling afternoon, and autumn was the beautiful evening, winter the silent nights. Raindrops were the bonus candies.
Meeting friends was always fresh and new experience, a new adventure, again a game to initiate, new places to discover, more people to know and to stretch our hands to new limits. Passion used to flow in veins.
School was kind of fervent wonderland, full of fairies, fantasies and chamber of secrets. Every door has its own story and every window reminding the benign thoughts and feeling. Desks engraved with epics of Caesars and Robin hoods of school and wall carved with many Romeo and Juliet, Dumbledore and Hagrids were breathing inside the campus but life was always like game of thrones.
Everything there was like “hell Yes! Interesting”
Time has sued the things a lot so as we sued ourselves. We bullied the innocence breathing inside. We acted like usurper, usurped our own feel-good-element, from ourselves. Buried somewhere deep under the layers of tensions, frustrations and not living in the present.
We sank our laughs and peace.
