LOST…

 Where is my childhood?

Where have I left it behind?

Where have I lost it

In the way of life?

When parents were bubbly

And grandparents alive.

Where is my childhood 

Where are those days so bright?

When tension and stress were foreign words

And Mom and dad were my buffers.

When siblings were just a room away

And not on the opposite side of the earth.

Where is my childhood?

When home meant being with loved ones 

And not just an address on Aadhar.

When grandma’s cooked food 

Could beat five  Michelin stars.

When the bedtime stories by grandpa

Were as good as meditation.

When papas assuring hand on hand

Was more affective than a modern day

“Therapy” session. 

Where is my childhood 

When eyes were so full of dreams?

Where have I lost my childhood 

On my way to life!