Loss : Childhood

You know what?

As a kid, I was

often scared of the dark;

the irony is that I still am

but cannot show the fear apart.

As a kid, I loved to dance

and still do, in both pain and glee

but the nani songs have been 

outdated

and the world is just too bore.

You know what,

long ago, I met a new kid

on the street by the gully

and within an hour,

he was the captain of

the newly formed cricket team!

I just met a guy some time back

and I loved him to the core,

but differences come like some desert breeze

and our ways went stray, I was told.

Let me tell you, 

I still long, long for some pretty good sleep

and a bat and a ball and a bunch of friends

to set upon a window-panes crash spree.

Let me just speak,

I want to go back those streets of Colaba,

and maybe eat some samosas till I squelch;

play on the swings and slides again

and just sleep in peace all night

and on sundays, at afternnons bright!