The monsoon flooded my childhood memories
The paper boats, raincoats, muddy cakes and granny's tales
Sweet oranges, first crushes, undying pacts, papa's trademark hats
The race through the fields, the climb upon the trees.
Hide and seek and the chor police
Disney world and barbie dolls.
Wonder where is my butterfly dress.
I wish to fly again with fresh smelling earth in the air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem