Monday, July 09, 2007

Once upon a time

Once upon a time,
when cars in the city
would stop
for pedestrians on the road,

Big houses
had big lawns
to grow
and for failed attempts at growing plums.

I was young
and loved the shriveled plums
just for variety.

I don’t push my pedal bike
by those houses anymore.

When I do pass that way
I see the trees have made space
for more people and their houses.

But I don’t get sad,
the way I would’ve
when I was young.

But, that was many worries
and many kilos ago.

© Jatin Gandhi, July 8, 2007.


Shivam Vij said...

beautiful. and where was this?
[go easy on the copyright no?]

my poetry journal said...

yea. i think i should stop putting the C there. thanks for the feedback. this was chandigarh. where i grew up. but this might as well be true for all cities.

shobita said...

nice one. made me nostalgic about my childhood days.