I Want To Go Back...

A forwarded mail making my blog-post :

I Want To Go Back To The Time

When INNOCENCE Was NATURAL,

Not FAKE.

When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING,

Not PROMOTIONS.

When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE,

Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS.

When DAD Was The Only HERO,

Not DEPP Or TOM.

  

When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth,

Not Your DESIGNATION.

When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS,

Not Your MANAGER.

When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES,

Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks.

When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS,

Not The DYING HEARTS.

And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW,

Not For YEARS & YEARS.

Life Has Changed A Lot. And The People Too.

But The Thing Is That We Don’t Want To Accept It!