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Take me back

where dreaming was the only goal

Life wasn’t a race…

Playing, the only chore

Everyone had one face

Noise was just  the waves ebbing

No rules applied to choices

Freedom spanned like the sky

Peace was a meadow

Little was enough for you and me

Take me back

To the perfect world you created

The make-believe castles tire my mind

Take me back

To your arms

Where I rested

To  the place

Where iron fists could not gag my soul

Where silence spoke

Away from this world

Where even words go unheard

Shreeja Mohatta Jhawar is a partner in Think Unlike Events where she  organises creative and life-style transforming workshops. She is also a freelance writer, web and graphics designer as well as a social activist who runs ‘Kritagya,’ a group aiming to serve old and destitute people.

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