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.
Beautiful thoughts! If only I could turn the clock back!