childhood

the fragrance in those letters i kept in those diaries under my cupboard so that no one could see my feelings and neither would anyone understand them,they were those feelings and dreams i wished for at my window on rainy days and dark blue nights,

my childhood is a big question and a non-stop trail,a journey,a big clock a whole lot of systems running in me,

my childhood is in those doll houses i made,in those puzzle books i matched,in those pebbles i collected and lost them the next day,in those playgrounds i played on early afternoon and got wet on slides when it rained,in those little little excitements which thrilled me each surprise moment,its in those mistakes i made and got scolded,its in those sleepless nights when i wished for someone to tell me a story for a lifetime,its in those delicious dishes my mother made and i licked it plain,its in those fights i had in which i cried and could not defend myself,its in those sunday mornings when i went grocery with my father with my little toy trolley,its in those homework i did,in those drawings i made,its in those clothes i wore and made them my life,its in those cushions i cudled while watching my favourite cartoon on cartoon network,its in those falls i had when i wounded myself and was sad for my body to have gotten hurt and for the blood which flew oozingingly,its in those hugs and kisses my grandmother and grandfather gave me when payed a visit,its in those bags which i bought with me to the shopping mall,its in those desires i had which never got fulfilled,its in those questions i asked and wondered all day,its in those games i played during the holidays and won alone and cheered for my scores,its in those trips to the zoo where i saw animals and wished to have fed them,its in those books i read and read and found a new story each time,its in those talks i had with god when everyone slept and prayed for a better morning and a more easy one,its in those hot baths i had early mornings,its in those swimming pools i played and wished to stay in water forever,its in those droppings on my clothes when i went to restaurant and didnt eat properly,its in those breaths i had when i was ill and felt happy being at home all day,its in everything..
my childhood is boat and its still waiting to sail..