THE UNTOLD CHILDHOOD

I was a girl of year three, dragged my little bag to kindergarten with a Glee.

Always cheerful in my own rhythm,

Under the shelter of my genitors.

Never knew the world before me and neither did the men around.

Giggled with my daffodils and played with no bounds.

Shared my little lunch box, full of chocs.

Climbed trees and pluck tasty fruits for free.

Playing with merry-go-round and many other games that are weird to sound.

Screamed like little lion cubs in our den,

Our Miss used to roar like a lioness by then.

One day,alone while I was sitting on my little chair,there came a mighty man who looked like Ben.

I asked in my toddler voice "Who are u sir?Will you speak in your voice"?

He stood with a grumpy look,as if he was going to rob my rhyme book.

He saw my decent smile and looked at me undefined.

I was afraid for a while,

But my teacher came beside.

"Bahadur! For what sake are you doing here?"Didn't I instruct you to keep your eyes on the gate there?Moron! stay away".

Erried at the moment was I,

But my pedagog felt nothing abhorrent and I sat on shoofly.

At the end of Garten time,

We rushed to drink sweet lime.

I jumped on my mother's arm,Quacking my little talks.

Again came that warlock with a gawk at me and my pretty mom in a stance.

I looked at Maa and narrated all at glance.

Maa listened as "the little kid story."Come dear we will watch finding Dory" said these words with no worry.

On a fine Monday morning,I came to school yawning,just weeping and weeping."Papa! no school today.I want to play".

Dad's princess was pampered by giving favourite biscuits.

I smiled and went into my little school den with all my little cubs,sitting and playing with little len.

I sat with my little lunchbox,gazing at unknown blue sky,

Suddenly,there was a mist before my dewy eyes.

Therecame that misty face,sat next to me at a distance."What is your name, little child?"

I didn't utter a word and stood for my side.

"Hey little girl, why are you aback? Come to me,let me edify.Here are some chocolates,won't you try?Trust me darling I'm not here to make you cry".

I walked with my tippy-toes, he sat beside me but quite close.

I took my cheerful tone,looked at him with no hue.

We were foes no more and he used to bring chicken bleu.


One day,he gave me a woven basket with chocolate and a beautiful amulet.

"Will you come to my home little angel?I will give you ambrosial."

The world...