As I looked back, its not yet very far
I can still have a prominent glimpse
Days when i used to make paper boats
And used to knit with them lots of dreams
I can still remember those days
When I used to come home mud smeared
Remembered mom's punishment last week
And deep inside heart I feared
Days when I loved to play hide and seek
Cricket with plastic bat and ball
Think, 'When I will go for job?
I will grow big and tall? '
I loved to get drenched in rain
Come home and ask for honey
Some day I wished to eat outside
So I asked from mom, some money
Now as i grew big enough
With lots of health, wealth and fame
I feel, 'Can't I get back those childhood days
Days with papers boat, against this name'
'Can't I become a kid once more
Play and loiter in the street
Fear to get thrashes from mom.
Think what will happen if she comes and hit? '