The Childhood Chain

Down the memory lane, when I start to walk
Time starts to crawl and the world comes to a halt
In an instant I'm transported to the past
When money didn't rule and life wasn't fast

When summer vacations meant unrestricted fun
Spending all day playing out in the sun
Visiting grandparents to be drowned in affection
And devouring delicacies they prepared to perfection

When monsoons meant going back to school
Getting into raincoats, battling rains and muddy pools
Loving the scent of new books as much as the wet ground
Racing back home along waterfalls with deafening sounds

When winters meant lazy mornings and blue sweaters
Huddling with friends blowing mist while teeth chattered
When smoke from campfires made the evening air look white
And the night sky dazzled with a million stars shining bright

True new year celebration was when the academic year was over
When triumph was felt not in grades but in growing taller
And the summer vacations awaiting linked the childhood chain
When the cycle of innocent bliss began all over again