Let me take you all,
to a trip down the memory lane;
when roads were narrow,
but the love in the hearts reigned.
Where bonding was simmered,
in each household;
Empathy, a way of living,
as we grew up, we were always told.
No boundary walls between homes or hearts
the people one in pleasure and pain;
loneliness was a word unheard of,
people connected through smooth or rough terrain.
When flowers were never a commodity,
but a prized possession of each front yard;
the spring was a time of blooming reds,
with the fragrance of love, the colony was charged.
The yellow Amaltas, and the Gulmohar Red,
lined the by-lanes, as we cycled ahead;
No worries in the world, complete and pure delight,
life circled around friends; their words set everything right.
As the pandemic, and the changing world,
since the last few years, forced us to stay indoors;
the urge to journey the past has grown,
seeking the bonds that were real and pure.
The past few years, how hard they have been;
have forced us to re-align, take a journey within.
trying to mend mistakes, before the time runs out;
from the graveyard of memories, fresh bonds may sprout.
The value of life, and people has soared,
no time for repenting, no time to get bored;
live in the moment, connect with ones who are your own,
Enjoy each breath, shun the fear of unknown.
Hope my short journey brought a wave in your hearts too;
and aspired you to reconnect, invite the old into the new.
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Wow! That has really turned back so many pages of our childhood memories at Roorkee
Thank you dear đź’•