When Did My Childhood Go?

By Riya Khurana

When did my childhood go?

Was it the day I turned thirteen 

Or the day when students started calling me senior

Was it the day when I switched to scooty from cycle 

Or the day when I stopped watching cartoons 

Who truly knows?

What I know is 

With no thoughts my mind was free,

Five to seven was the time to flee

Every little thing was a reason of happiness,

Which is indeed childhood liveliness 

There was a time when sundays used to be fundays,

But now they are just test days 

Neighbouring fellows were just to fight,

But with them hide and seek was fixed for night 

The best part of life is present moment so live it because,

“Life will never be the same again”

By Riya Khurana