Today was a day of surprises. Reason one- I decided to clean my book shelf (which happens once in a blue moon) and successfully managed (and this one is rarer than a blue moon) to complete the task.Reason two- While tidying up, I was amazed to discover my diary dated back to 2003. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to read through it.
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| A Page in my diary (Year 2003) |
Of course most of it contained articles and photos on CRICKET. What else should have I expected from a cricket maniac back then and that too with the year being host to my most cherished Cricket world cup. The 2011 WC might have pushed the 2003 WC a step backward for obvious reasons, yet 2003 is still close to my heart.
Well coming back, the reason I decided to write a post something I have tried to put off all this while is:
The sound of rain on my window pane,
Sight of the wind whipping like a cane,
Swinging of the trees along the lane,
Insist me to forget the pain.
The brown eyed angel in my den,
The rhymes we danced with the hen,
The days we had fun till ten,
Brings back a smile right then.
A scoop of my favourite ice-cream,
About which I always dream,
The sight of which makes me scream,
Always makes my face beam.
Arm in arm with you on a road,
Both of us singing like a toad,
Wishing to be heard aloud,
Aiming for nothing but the cloud.
Yeah spot on! This was a poem (well, at least that's what i had meant to write ) written by me way back in 2003. I did not have to finish reading it to start giggling. I do not remember the circumstance that made me pen this down or who precisely was the "angel" or what was my "pain" or who was that "you", though I am certain my favourite ice-cream was and is CHOCOLATE. Nevertheless, this made my day.
Childhood is the best season offered to us and life indeed is about these little pleasures.
Laugh with all you have.
Cheers!!!
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