And the clock ticks by..
I slowly realise,
That cannot come back, what has gone by..
The undying faith of being safe when thrown up in air,
The soft hands which form a cradle to embrace me,
While from one corner, my Mom just stares..
The big applause on my first wobbly step,
Made me realise that I'm no less than a rockstar..
Scared I was when I knew that she won't be with me..
Joys of having my first ever friend and soon my first fight with him,
The chances of being carefree again, have now gone dim..
The fancy dreams of standing out in a crowd,
The efforts to make my parents proud..
The urge of being special in someone's mind,
Those were the days when nothing else played on my mind..
The endless talks and the long walks..
The dreams of building a world of our own,
And all this while, the feelings had just grown..
The first date and the first kiss,
Unforgettable moments they were and I kept dreaming of revisiting this..
Amidst all this, the world moved on,
Suggesting to me about the responsibilities piling on..
All ready to be a professional..
The homework made way for deadlines now,
Fun and frolic were no more a part of now..
At times, the punk would spark off again,
Grabbing his beer and babbling all the way,
School friends were remembered with a strange smile and a lot of pain, and missed those who were miles away..
Joys remained but definitions changed,
Scholarship made way for my first pay check..
The expression on my parents' face was a moment to cherish,
And as I look back now, it's a life without a blemish..
Every first holds a special place,
A beautiful moment which nothing can replace..
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