was i a small kid then?

was that memorable, the time that has passed,

or was i a small kid in the big world then?

when i waited for the festivals

and there was love in desserts and the colors

the tv set used to be ruled by me

and i waited for a movie for even a week

when there was a telephone in few houses

but my heart expressed throuh the letters

i kept relations and went to them every other weekend

cos when then was man a 4-days' relative?

the neighbour used to call to talk about a thing or two

then i found unexpected love from those strangers too

under the scorching summers who had an ac those days

but then the rains were also equally faithful

who knew burgers and chowmean then, i ate the samosas

but valued mom's chapati only next to heaven

i sat up till late watching the theatre at 9

who did make an apology for next days' work then

prices were less and i'd like to spend more

but father's gifts were always the best for me

my eyes had a shine in them, heart had dreams

i remember, then people kept a thousand hopes

today i am a little un-simple

and may be a little un-unique

cos the world has changed in these years

and also a bit, have i.

but who knew to read between eyes then

cos i was, but a simple and unique kid then..