A reflection of childhood comes

The day when I started to live in an unknown city

I remember those were the days,

Worried less

Cared more

Poured in much love by everyone.

I remember those were the days,

Joy of going on bullock-cart

was much more happier

than going by Mercedes today.

I remember those were the days,

making drama with mommy

to sip a bitter-syrup

was sounding real

Than an honest effort to get a leave today,

sounds like a real-drama…