Nostalgic Memories Poem by Jaishree Nair

How well I remember..
those steps where innocence had played many pranks...

How well I remember...
those classrooms where childhood had painted the walls with bright colours

How well I remember...
those fights for seats on last bench -the origin of many crazy and spooky ideas

How well I remember...
those literature classes where pin drop silence was required to travel to the world of fiction and poetry..

How well I remember...
those struggles for getting the Same answers when maths problems were repeated....

How well I remember...
those days of sprinting and jumping for those medals-
now nostalgic showpieces.

How well I remember...
those sly readings of forbidden comics hidden
in the desk drawers.

How well I realise the futility of searching
for those colours of childhood freedoms
lost somewhere in the journey
never to regain; never to relive.

How well I realise now
the love and effort of those social builders..
Perhaps they have inspired my unconscious consciousness
to follow their path...like a shadow...in their illuminance.....