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NOSTALGIA                                               GOOD OLD DAYS



                                                                 After all this time,
                I remember the moments in our parent’s shade,
                                                                 I am wondering how it used to be
                  An endearing time, imprinted in my brain
                                                                 Back in the day


                        Gathering of all homefolks,
                                                                 When my heart beamed that way,
                      All of them had their own talks,
                                                                 I shut my eyes,
                    Playing hide and seek, and hopscotch
                                                                 The wild fireflies

                                                                 Danced in their own light,
                  Yes, I remember the sloppy and fresh grass,
                                                                 These memories brought me back to when
                  Playing every sport in our nearest ground,
                                                                 I was a child
          And yes, the naive birthday parties by which we were spellbound


                                                                 Reaching out with clumsy fingers,
               Yes, I remember when we wanted to be the eldest,
                                                                 To try and touch and hold it in my hands.
              But never knew how to handle the imminent tempest.
                                                                 Now, I spell my name in broken letters,
                                                                 As I walk away from what’s left behind,
                   I think I have found that nostalgic time,

                 This can only happen in our vacations sublime,
                                                                 Slipping a thousand times
                And definitely, preserving them is another prime.
                                                                  Now, I often walk towards a building that
                                                                 I hear people call NOSTALGIA.
      Manan Singal
      XI-C
                                                                  TAVISHI HANS
      Illustration by Aashita Chaudhary, X-D
                                                                   XI-A
                                                                  Illustration by Tavishi Hans ,XI A
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