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'A basket of childhood Memories'

“Let's walk that old street
Where once we had lived
The streets on which once we used to play
Where neighbors used to scream when Cricket ball used to hit the pane
The manholes on the road where we used to jump in the water
And getting scared because of the fear of any alligator
Mom asking to go to shop and Dad warns to concentrate on the on-going clause
Friends trying to call out the name
for another Gentleman's game to be played
Well sister shouting for her missing chocolate
And I trying to hide myself behind the gate
Brother asking for his wrist watch because I, he knew, had lost that
Those days were great when the errors were made and
All were ignored
Let's walk on that Street once again before the map gets changed.”

        - Pushkin Channan 

          

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