It’s been a while since I’ve retreated to my pen,
It’s mostly because my schedules have changed since then,
I spend lesser hours in the school,
That’s the place I take to the pen as a rule,

The other day an old friend came home,
And I saw a million memories in my baby’s eyes roam,
Her eyes had a zillion stories to tell,
With Mishti, Arush and their pranks her tales did dwell,

She is still lodged in those carefree days,
When they were marked with fun, masti, and mischievous ways,
Every now and then I see the spark in her eyes,
When she is transported to those days when she lived life king size,

Just as you can revive your memories,
Can you also relive your days of opportunities and felicities?