Those were the days…….

We may busy today in our professional lives, we may tie our knots in family and children one day, we may know how difficult it would be to waste free weekends for home shopping but would it be easy to flush away those cherishing days we have spent with our school and college friends? Would it be easy to forget those silly PJs, sharing lunches, bunking the classes, teasing and commenting on others affair or breakups, matching slippers with matching accessories, few idiotic facial expressions on preaching of teachers and giving distinctive names to them? The list is endless until we forget to recall those were the only days. Even from school to college, college to office, weekend parties and now office trips, places may be changing; the visualization and group of friends may transforming but those breaking emotions, talks in code words, eye indications, shaky body movements will always remain same no matter with whom you are today. I used to loathe memories because it is so anguishing to commemorate happiest days of life in melancholy. Somehow those days can never come and lashes do get wet sometimes but now I adore it. I wish if I would be childish again. I like doing naughty things again. I giggle to hear when group of boys says “Tota” to a lavishing girl passes by them. There are few code words which are still same among friends if I start with one it won’t end up easily.

Roaming alone in flea markets reminds me the time when we the hostel girl’s gang used to gad about different places without any stress. Sometimes I feel nostalgic recalling my hostel days and I still feel the clamor of college corridor in my senses.  I wish if could call off those days back when “burn money” was the only business. Today the only thing I see people are chasing is to “earn money” and for their career growth.

How beautiful those were the days when we used to talk about Heer-Ranjha or Laila-Majnu. I am sure many of us have heard the Play Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare either being audience or by playing some role in school or college but today lust is more vital than true love. So often I only heard about breaking relationships than being togetherness in love for so long. Somehow true love is fading away, no offense for those who are in love but in the general context we all know about the emerging extra marital affairs and living relationships.

Have you ever feel that the terms “attitude”, “ego”, “respect”, “professionalism”, “proud” and many alike were not as frequent in the college? We never seek our own benefit in shaking hands with friends or when we needed the friends shoulder to cry they were always available no matter what time is and we always backlash on them without hesitation in curiosity or happiness. People are more of bank balance today than shaking hands without benefits, they seek their own self if we share some grief to them and I ashamed sometimes that we lived in so artificial world which is more materialistic than naturalistic. Is it the time or we are changing? It is of course “we”, clock is running as before.

 There is no come back of those days we have lived and the list of memorable moment is endless. I wish if I could be able to call some genie that I can easily ask him to fulfill desire to bring my old days back.

This is not just my story but the story of every individual. As effectual whoever is reading will sure go in the flashback and who are still in their youth would never want to misspend.

Those days were the only days,

memories will never die in my heart,

I still miss my close and dearest pals,

does not matter in the dawn or dark…….

There is no validity of emotions,

memory can never expire……..

The list s endless until we breathe

And no end of desires,

I wish if I could call off those days,

I wish if I could live as a child again…

I do not cry for what I have lost,

I have learnt to smile in pain……

With adore//Jasmeet