but is it so for all???
time when 'Ringa- Ringa roses' matter...
time when grandma's tales matter...
a curbing feeling...
something which press me down...
when the rides of a slips and swings mattered....
when a seat by the window mattered....
a game like 'antakshari' and 'lock n key' made our day...
where paper planes, flight brightened our eyes...
when dances classes became a puff of joy...
when pt classes taught us to co-ordinate and win....
amongst all this, i lost
i lost out on really moments of joy...
with fear and confusion, i lost...
i curved and cried...
but why??
why is the question i ask....
asked for a friend...
asked for a helping hand....
yes got one...
that I've lost now...
siblings were not there....
photographs of moments don't really exists much....
where some rainbow hued....
other than the stage of performance i loved(why loved I still do)
now i have some moment here and there..
all scattered in an entwined way...
i search for glimpses....for moments...
for love...for care...
