• shwetal_tripathi 24w

    I Remember!!

    (... A throwback that brings so many iridescent flashbacks!!...)

    Those were really the best days when I could chase butterflies all afternoon till my friends came to rescue and then we would shrugg off everything ,and engage ourselves in various divertissement and gabbled and babbled for hours...
    Those were the days of imperishable friendships..
    ...I see through the arena of erstwhile and find myself speculating everything to my mom , there were several whirls of vindications and refutations... my curious brain peered and peeped, here and there and was never done with inquiring...
    ...Rains let me jog into the memories of the time when the days were all about sailing little paper boats with siblings, this was in rapport with my dad and he accompanied me in most of my adventures ,but mum came up with brutal disagreements all the time..but , those were the most fitting and pleasurable days and somehow everyone secured their part of fun!
    I also remember crawling on the floor with too many drawing sheets and so many colours around to paint my improper deliniations...
    The part that I personally appreciate is that, the outlines were no boundaries...once in a while tincts of colours went here and there and still the chromaticity of my imperfect picture could lure my father more than anything!
    Alot of everything else too existed there ......
    The penumbra of jitters , was never too big to let the luminousity of courage fade unlike today...
    When Idiosyncrasy and mediocracy persisted without discrimination...and
    When Disunison never caused divisions...
    When assests were limited to candies and no hue of any period brings my riches back...
    The season of childhood was compendious trace of unfoldings of life that I am scrambling each day...
    I wish I could live there FOREVER!

    I commemorate that picturesque realm which was all about jocular and blithe sustenance...and pine for those good days when ,nugatory elements were most amusing and perplexing as well..
    I wish to be that little girl again who was brimful of ardour and exuberance... I whim to travel back to my childhood every now and then!!

    ©shwetal_tripathi