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Blast from the past …



I want to go back in time & want my childhood days back when

“Getting high” meant “On swing”,

 “Dad” was the only “Hero”,

 “Love” was “Mom’s hug”,

“Highest place on earth” was “Dad’s shoulder”,

“My worst enemies” were “My own siblings”,

Only thing that could “hurt” were “skinned knees”,

the only thing “Broken” were my “Toys”

and when “Goodbyes” meant “Only till Tomorrow”

Bachpan ( بچپن )



مجھ کو یقیں ہے ۔ ۔ ۔

ایک یہ دن جب اپنوں نے بھی ہم سے ناطہ توڑ دیا

ایک وہ دن جب پیڑ کی شاخیں بوجھ ہمارا سہتی تھیں


ایک یہ دن جب جاگتی راتیں دیواروں کو تکتی ہیں

ایک وہ دن جب آو کھیلیں ساری گلیاں کہتی تھیں


ایک یہ دن جب لاکھوں غم اور قال پڑا ہے آنسووں کا

ایک وہ دن جب اک ذرا سی بات پہ ندیاں بہتی تھیں


مجھ کو یقیں ہے سچ کہتی تھیں جو بھی امی کہتی تھیں

جب میرے بچپن کے دن تھے چاند میں پریاں رہتی تھیں


(Image courtesy to DD )

Gone are the days [Nostalgic]


Our Past Days

When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches!

When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes!

When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,

Yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and

Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!

When we started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarke’s tables and advanced to 

Calculators and computers!

When we chased one another in the

corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!

When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds!

When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!

When a single P.T. period in the week’s Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!

When few played “kabadi” and “Kho-Kho” in scorching sun,
While others simply played “book cricket” in the 

Confines of classroom!

Of fights but no conspiracies, 

Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!

When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!

When few rushed at 3:45 to “Conquer” window seats in our School bus!
While few others had “Big Fun”, “peppermint” ,

“kulfi”, ” milk ice !” and “sharbat !” at 4o Clock!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!

We learnt,

We enjoyed,

We played,

We won,

We lost,

We laughed,

We cried,

We fought,

We thought.

With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!

Gone are the days
When we used
to talk for hours with our friends!

Now we don’t have time to say a ‘Hi’!

Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!

Now we Code on the road with laptop!

Gone are the days

When we saw stars Shining at Night!

Now we see stars when our code doesn’t Work!

Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!

Now we chat in chat rooms…..!

Gone are the days

Where we studied just to pass!

Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets

and still fun filled on our hearts!!

Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!

Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!

Now we don’t shout even at home

Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!

Now we give lectures to all…

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be

Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever …..

Gone are the Days…. But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!