Glory Days!!!!!!

Glory Days!!!!!!

Gone are those days……..!

I looked at the mirror this morning,
Found myself not a child any more.
I looked at the past; it seemed those were glory days of my life!

As a child we come so far, the time has changed so fast.
Life looked so good in those days; it was sweet and fresh like scent of the soil after the first rain.

Days use to start with the Sunday cartoon and ends with a feast.
Going for a walk holding hands with mom, chatting with her all the way long till we return home.
Go to play with yours friends and return home late and get busted by the parents.

Mom comes with a glass of milk before you go to sleep.
Even if don’t like it you have to drink.

Watching TV with your sister and teasing her till she burst out in anger, then run and hide behind your mom and say it was not your fault.
Going to school without doing the home work and tell the teacher that last night you had a high fever.

Life was so simple and so good.
I would never like to come out.
I miss those days so much, I ask for nothing but just one chance, to go back and start again.

I looked at the mirror this morning,
Found myself not a child any more.
I looked at the past; it seemed those were glory days of my life!