The Days of My Life

One fine day I came to this big city leaving my small town,
Thinking I have something bigger to do rather to just wander in those big house lawns.

I was lucky enough to get a good job in a MNC & a one room flat on rent,
& used to boost myself that I will achieve a lot more as the time went.

With a cup of coffee I was sitting in my balcony on a Saturday morning,
Physically relaxed but with my mind wandering.

It didn’t take me long to fall into the trap of past shadows,
I was again a kid running in those fields & meadows.

I smiled & said to myself now life is so much better,
then just thought of comparing the latter with the former.

I recalled a day was there when I hated in front of my friends my parents calling me with my nickname,
Now in this corporate world of today being called by my last name, I almost forgot what is my first name.

A day was there when I hated my mother forcing me to eat broccoli,
Now who cares even if I skip my breakfast daily.

A day was there when I hated my father advising me while taking some decisions so that I don’t make any mistake,
Now I pay hell lot of money to consultants to do that for me & fear what if they are fake.

A day was there when I hated while leaving for school my mother hugging & kissing me,
Now I am going abroad for an year & on the airport there is no one to even say that he or she will miss me.

A day was there when I hated my father giving me gifts not of my choice on my birthday,
Now I have to tell people “hey its my birthday today”.

A day was there when I hated sharing of my room with my sister,
Now I stay late in office thinking who will go back home & be a loner.

A day was there when I hated getting used old stuff of my elders,
Now looking at them only my eyes are filled with tears.

A day was there when I hated my father on values giving me lecture
Now in a happening party I ask myself are those values still there.

A day was there when I hated my mother scolding me for coming home drenched in rain water,
Now even if I am sick who cares to ask me even did you visit a doctor.

A day was there when I hated my hand being held while crossing the street by my elder sister
Now on a busy road I get delighted even by a smile of a stranger.

A day was there when I hated my mother catching me that I am lying,
Now in a professional world for me lying is just a synonym for marketing.

A day was there when I hated fighting when my privacy was intruded by my sister,
Now my life is so private that there is no one to whom I can tell my sorrows & show my tears.


Suddenly my heart got heavy & it seemed towards me darkness of loneliness is coming,
I got scared but soon I realized that the sun has set & its now evening.

I got up & went inside & as I switched on the light,
I thought was the decision of coming to this big city was right.

I just realized that in past what all things I used to hate
Has now unknowingly became my fate.

It appeared suddenly from the sky of dreams I was thrown to the reality’s earth,
I asked myself is all of my efforts of today of no worth.

The answer came “NO” forever these days of loneliness & sadness won’t stay,
Soon all your hard work will pay.


A day will come when I will bring my parents to a house of mine & theirs,
Where I can take care of them & all their needs can be looked after.

A day will come when I can leisurely sit with my father over a cup of tea,
And listening to same old story whose count has now reached forty.

A day will come when I can patiently pay for shopkeeper’s time,
When my mother is fighting with him over the size of orange which is actually lime.

A day will come when without worrying much about work I can visit my sister on various occasions,
Once again the whole family will be together remembering the old days & having lots of fun.

A day will come when with my mother I can go to distant temples,
Where I will be there to hold her hand whenever her foot trembles.

A day will come when it won’t be difficult for me money spending,
So that my parents can pursue their hobbies whether its reading or gardening.

A day will come when I get them proper medical attention without worrying that there is a medical bill to see,
I can assure myself that for a very long time they will be with me.

A day will come when holding my hand with a sense of security my parents face will shine,
But at that time also deep inside me I will be knowing its them who is holding mine.

A day will come when my kids will understand for my parents my gratitude
And soon it will be inculcated not only in their nature but also in their attitude


Now I could feel inside me a whole new spirit was running,
I called my parents & was full of excitement as the phone was ringing.

Listening to my voice my mother was as usual delighted,
I thanked her for everything they have done for me & as per my expectation she was surprised.

I told her that you will be very proud of me, to you this is not my assurance,
But I will with full dedication complete my duty of taking care of your happiness.

My eyes got moist while saying all this to her,
But after putting down the phone I realized that these tears are the foundation stone of our great future.

I smiled to myself & said these are days of life some happy & some sad.
But still every moment is cherish able as none of them is bad.

The past days make you cry thinking that they were so pretty,
& the thought of future days make you smile looking at their beauty.