when i was young
i used to glare at sky
& used to watch those drops of rain
i had a belief that either it was god's perspiration
or sprinkling due to divine celebration
hey god! tell me
why u made me aware that
it's due to the precipitation
when i saw the red letter box
i had a belief that inside it
there is a deep pit
& letters fall in it
then then through secret underground passages
they reached their destination
hey god tell me
why u me me aware of the postmen
and about the method of letter distribution
i believed in the story of shooting stars
that an old lady sweeps the stars in the universe
i had a faith in fairies and demons live in my room
and a witch flies on a big broom
i thought wishes can be fulfilled
by blowing the eye petal in the sky
by god, tell me why
u made me aware that. it's all false
and petal falls on the earth, due to gravitation
life was easy and much simple
when i clapped when stars twinkle
i thought they were talking to me
that paper boat, that paper plain
& picking up the ball from a dirty lane
i was happy and cherished with that all
and with the stories of my sister's doll
then tell me o deity
why had u tell me about actual life
the liabilities and challenges to survive
it was a golden time when i was young
and that lovely senseless song that i sung
that smile was from the heart without any worry
when i became happy and sad with a concocted story
it is all now only a history
when life was a story with fun and mystery
and then those all principles and phenomena
and those rules of life and science
solved all the mysteries but created practical enigma
sometimes on an impasse, sometimes on cross roads
now life is full of burdens and loads
and these liabilities, responsibilities and pressure
hey god, why have u snatched
my sweet childhood treasure.....
Each and every line come' s frm your hrt ..... :)
my dost keep writing :)
Won't revel the identity ...... !