We often dont sleep at nyt thinking about so many things in which we are so busy since we've started working upon our responsibilities, or infact i shud say since we are grown ups...
But 1 thing dats always revolving around my mind and taking most of my sleeps away is MY CHILDHOOD..
And then i realize something dat my childhood was awesome,(i think everyone thinks dis way)..but really it was great..
I miss
- all the occasions-Holi, Diwali etc etc(which are just formalities now)..
- all the old TV shows I used to watch,
- all the stuff I used to do with my dad,
- not having to worry about how much money I spent.
- the whole faith in the supernatural and fantasy stuff and the whole adventure and thrill of discovering new things.
- just getting home from school, not doing any work and running out to play
I miss my childhood. I’d jump at the chance to go back, even just for a few hours.
It was really nice when I believed in everythingI often imagine how everything was when evil was nothingI remember how life was when I thought I could fly by making my own wingsI Just go back to that time when candies were much important than diamond rings
I miss when I never knew what was being rudeI miss when everything revolved around games and foodI miss when even bad seemed to be goodI just miss my childhood
I use to stood open mouthed whenever I saw planes flyingHow long were the stories that I use to tell even when everyone knew I was lyingIt was really nice when I was too far from the cycle of birth and dyingIt was really good when I would never give up and kept on trying
I miss when I knew all the facts raw and crudeI miss when I was a baby than babe and dudeI miss when even the bad seemed so goodI just miss my childhood
It was nice then there when I could be doctor and teacher whenever I wanted& the cutest was my mother’s blackmail when she said I’ll put you in a room that’s hauntedBeautiful were the gifts that I got whenever I wishedHow magical seemed my room whenever the colorful lights switched
I miss talking to my barbies and teddyI miss sitting on the lap of my daddyI miss when even the bad seemed so goodI just miss my childhood
But now I know that getting it back is impossibleCuz the time which pass away is almost unstoppableSo why not live every moment from now onSo we don’t miss it whenever its gone
I miss tryin’ to count the stars at nightI miss patchin’ up with my fellows after a fightI miss when I thought nothing’s bad and everything’s goodI just miss my childhood