Walk Of My Life…. Poem by Maanasa Bhaskar

I was a kid,
that's before 5 years
oh..! ! ! time has passed by,
ever since i was baby,
that was in 1998…

Times… when I was a baby,
were those ones,
closest to my heart,
but what a change I have to endured,
for the past 12 years..? ? ?

Everyone would have a wish to travel through the past, to relive the joyous moments as I do…

It was really tough being a baby,
do u think everyone would understand me? ? ?
hahaha……..puking in the arms of my granny…
weeping & crying I be…! ! !
and mom would come with my toys…! ! !
oh gosh..! ! ! i would shout….
do you think my mom understood me? ? ?
I'm hungry….

She would pull up my best-played toy….
shattered into pieces it goes
to the trash….
weeping & crying
i console myself to sleep….

After my sleep,
i wake up to see….
whether I'm alone…
and if so……
the room is quiet…..
then I'm here to break it…! ! ! !
I would start to snivel & shout….
to grab attention…
& this time
my granny comes, and lifts me up…..
and do i stop my mischief? ? ?
I wet her sarry ….! ! !

Alas.! ! ! Mom comes with my feeding bottle..! !
As sweety & lovely as i could be….
i sit on her lap and munch to my bottle..

I was then there to satisfy a lot of expectations…! !
I need to walk, talk..at the age of one…

I would blubber & utter my first word..
"mamma"
My mom would jump..as if..
I've done something great..

she would tell me to repeat those words..
oh… leave me alone i would say…
I could see my mommy turning back with a sigh..
then i would say
"mamma"
She would jump from the heaven to earth…

Time for me to walk…..
slowly walked holding dad's hand..
i would make a big scene
falling & frowning at my dad..! !
i loved to do that…! ! !

Then.. time has passed by,
i joined my school….

Now, I'm a kid….
still i didn't give up my
mischief….! ! !

I've to sleep alone.. my story book,
in hand…. I
forgot to turn off the lights…! ! !
I call out to mom..
she didn't turn up..
I would shout
"Mom..Mom there's something here"
rushing into my room..
asks me what? ?
I say, mom turn off the lights…
with a frown in face, she does so…
pulls my blanket & kisses my forehead & says
"Good night darling"

Coming back from school, i
press the calling bell & stay..
behind the doors…
when mom opens the door & sighs
here comes a
BHOOO…..! !
mom runs behind me….to catch me and & give a slack
I trip & fall..mom lifts me up..
and helps me to get up….

Time has really given me,
my space….
now, I'm a middle schooler …
Full stop to my mischievousness…

Still, the memories haunt me,
i would try to do some kind of mischief..
but people say…
" You are no more a kid."

These are memories that cannot be flipped into pages,
in my walk of life…..! ! !