Village

I was living in my village in my past time,

spending and having a happy time,

Mom, dad, family more excited than me.

Those days are the best days of my life.

Love of mom, Dad always strict and the scent of my town,

feel like heaven still stay here all the time.

 

Friends whom i thought died are still alive,

Its been a long time.

Remember my past time, gives me a big smile,

Going out at night, stealing mangoes, sugarcane etc all the time,

going on long ride on bikes,

Going on festivals together and making a total mess of that place,

Loving my friends, playing crickets all the time.

what else, everything what ever we like.

The time i spend in my village is the happiest time in my life.

Feel the love inside.

 

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