A reflection of childhood comes The day when I started to live in an unknown city

I remember those were the days, Worried less Cared more Poured in much love by everyone.

I remember those were the days, Joy of going on bullock-cart was much more happier than going by Mercedes today.

I remember those were the days, making drama with mommy to sip a bitter-syrup was sounding real Than an honest effort to get a leave today, sounds like a real-drama…