8.16.2013

Please Get My Those Days Back



Please give me those days back
can cut down my future days and sack,
I won't mind as I would be child then
You are a god, you know, so tell me when?
Life with no tension and carrying ATM in the
Form of coins change,
You just return back me those days, I will believe them.
Roaming in village bunk school and class well,
We had then no I-phone and Dell.
Spending more time leisurely but no money,
Its fact dude, don't feel its joke, no funnier.
Stealing fruits of others farm, in the sun makes us warm,
Four people's gang were hard to break and make another charm.
If we caught red-handed - "uncle there were the troupe of monkeys! They just ran away" use to make him nerd by same dialogue and he never again founded.
Failure was the part of life, even we use to mind nothing,
We were the child, as never married, as we had no wife!
Enough...enough! God comes to the point,
I heard we found water on the moon, let's me get wine and return my those days with full of shine. My Sweet Childhood photograph shot in 1995

8.11.2013

Old Memories Became Cold

Lokesh Umak in childhood
I don't know, but. I'm very disappointed on things, recently I build my new home at my native place. Since I'm not staying at my native villege about 7 years, all my childhood memories are attached to it and specially to my old home. Now my old house is no more exist and whatever my child memories was, it is now completly vanished off. There were days when I use to go my village, before I reach to home, it use to come inside of mind, my old house was made up of without bricks, just only brown soil, roof of kavaleru-somewhat brick colour and main thing is,
it used to give me fragrance of my family, days I spent, how I started walking, how I use to roam around it and everything. Home was cheap but most valuable as I'm born and brought up there. Now I can't feel the same after spending lot of amout and even I can't feel good around though my family members around me. I'm fail now to recollect and remember those fancy days, my childhood. I don't feel eager to go home and meet everyone as I use to get the feeling before this. There was a type of soil which I can not get in this world now. I just want to tell you guys, treasure these kind of valuable things in your life, once it goes away its hard to achieve again as this is not money that everyone can earn.

8.02.2013

Friendship - Literary Reads

How I tell you days I spent,
Time passes over just like hell,
We were best friend until that time,
When school opens everything was fine,
I try to find friend like you, but hold unsuccessful,
When I miss you, feel my childhood,
wearing half cloths Walking on the road, in the group,
hand in hand with stealing a glance,
Try becoming smart front of other, finding a chance,
In the school of class, fake jokes and eating noodles without fork,
We use to choose the same girl for love, becoming enemy a time of year,
Competition used to be just a reason, falling in love and waiting for season,
Sometimes cricket, sometimes football,
don’t keep shame, every time war,
On weekends making freak, no movie and TV,
only for trekking so far,
Going into class of junior, introducing girls and make them clear,
Didn’t do anything wrong and weird, Making so fun in off period,
Now look at professional life,
When we will get the hike,
Life is like walking in lift instead,
Makes your life like you smoke weed,
We fly high, keeping no shy, money in the pocket….unable to buy time.