Those days of summer

"Hey come lets play", shouted his friend. They used to play a lot of different games during those days. Ah, the weird games, nothing could stop them from doing their heart.

One day during one bright and glorious summer, the sky was clear , trees were dancing along the rhythm of the wind, they made a pact. The pact was regarding various cartoon shows. It was like" The one who picks a character from the show keeps it till the end". 

 And so with the beginning of each new show they would choose their first characters and stick to them. Fun seemed to have no boundaries those days. After coming from school those long hours of play. It was their happy place. It was their heaven. 

There was nothing called complex, competition and cunning during those times. Everything was as fluid as it could be .

Now all this sphere is a human who is in a dark void having dreams of creatures eating him away.

He seems to be caged , forbidden and alone. Alone with himself. But at the same time , all he could hold on are these memories . The memories that moulded him. The memories that sparkle in the darkest of hours. The reason of his agony is not clear to him. The excitement his soul had is all gone and all that's left is a lethargic soil with no water to soothe him.

All he seems to want is to take a leap in time and travel to those lands of dreams and memories he cherished.

But its not possible isn't it. There is now way he can return to those days of summer, those bright and colourful  afternoon, the painless hugs with his friends. Its impossible to trace back to those days. 

But whats possible is the present and along with that the unpredictable future whose possibilities are uncertain. Can he make amends with time to create those days or shall he give up on trying to make things beautiful the way he envisioned?

All that he wants is to destroy , demolish and decimate ignorance we have. In way of becoming strong he doesn't want to kill the child inside because all it wants is to be free in his own world of dreams.

Ah, the fireworks in the night still look bright,

And the sky still doesn't seem out of sight.

 The heart still skips while going fast in a train.,

And the mind still sometimes doesn't have strain.

 The dance in the rain feels divine,

And the dazzling eyes blink and shine.

 The hugs with them still feel warm,

And the age old song still remains my lucky charm.

 Ah, the grown up kid still knows how to smile,

And the wandering kid doesn't  want to say good bye.