Memories.....
First word of a child the look, when he just smiles first day you send him to school and when he plays with water in pool. A 'very good' as my teacher says, morning assembly, we gathered to pray birthday songs and birthday chocolates and polishing shoes with chalks on saturdays When I'm low, a hug from friend the caring touch, I felt at hand the sideways look, a confession frank, "Dude I'm with you in this evil prank" The rest in mother's soothing laps in her arms she takes me and wraps a pat on back from my lovely father making me feel i just made him prouder. An ugly fight with younger brother and then at night, sleeping together. the concern for each other's weight, acne in face and increasing waist. In lover's arms, the cosy feeling tears he wipes, helps me in healing as if preventing me from getting stolen the care in eyes has it all proven As I sit with no work on weekend all these memories peep out of cavern some things in life that seemed s...