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THE TIME

Once upon a time, back to the history of that time
When there was no tension in life during that particular span of time
The time when the cold breeze used to make us happy
And even the sand dunes couldn't challenge our destiny
The destiny of our play fields, with the friends helping you chase the dreams
Fond of Cricket, the dream was to take down 4-5 wicket(s)
Those were the days, in fact the best days of life
The time passed by making us now the grown up child (children)
Never thought of going out of the home and earn livelihood
Understood father's sacrifices for us
The mother's love that cannot be matched
Was being missed whenever away from my nest
The brother's notorious nature and his running towards me like a good chaser
Our fighting with each other as mama's boy and later on narrating the story with full joy
That was the best time to spend your quality time with your family all the time
The sister's mother like love and the care of her
Now that she's married I miss the time spent with her
Moving to the alienated place with the change of time
I found a friend who turned out to be the best for me of all time
In that fast paced life outside my hive
I tried putting in the best to make worth living my life
The battle is still on and victory is still awaited
The reason being the date is not stated
           
                     -Pushkin Channan

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