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The other day, I was a little girl again, making a bouquet from wild flowers with friends…
The other day, I was riding my bike, free falling with my arms wide in the air…
The other day, I was sitting in the dickey seat of my father’s car, with my legs dangling outside…
The other day, I was listening to the radio, singing along with every song they played…
The other day, I was reading my favourite book again, atop the guava tree in my backyard…
The other day I was keeling over with laughter, over a joke I had heard again…
The other day, I was a growing up in a small town, far away from the shimmer of the city lights…
The other day, I was learning to play the guitar, hoping to be a rock star someday…
The other day, I wanted to become a lawyer. To fight for truth and everything else I stood for …
The other day, I would have taken a bullet for my friends; I loved them to death…
The other day, I was hopelessly in love, never thought the feeling would fade…
The other day, I was home again; amongst familiar chatter and buzzing door bells…
The other day, I was trying to find the broken pieces…
Hoping it would feel just like the other day …
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Poignant. Simply put, Out of all the posts submitted so far, I like yours the most.
ReplyDelete@Shilpa, Thanks so much for the encouragement..
ReplyDeleteI would second what Shipra said above... very nicely written
ReplyDeleteATB for BAT
Read mine at The Other Day
@Ashish, Thank you ! ATB to you too ..Will check out your entry soon !
ReplyDeletepoignant post.. awesomely written.. Wanna know what happened the other day?
ReplyDeleteSomeone is Special
Thanks SIS !
ReplyDeleteU simply rock Mugdha
ReplyDeleteHey thanks Sush :) You do too :)
ReplyDeleteYou have put all your emotions on your "the other day". Perhaps it's tangible. I am wondering if you managed to find those broken pieces? Good job!
ReplyDeleteSureindran - The Other Day
@Sureindran, Thanks ! You presume all these emotions are mine :) I am not so sure though ;)
ReplyDeleteOne of the best posts I have read in this month's BAT. I was touched.
ReplyDeleteIt makes me think how important childhood is, now that I'm taking a big leap into the changes of life.
Amazing post.
All the best for BAT.
Hey thanks D2.. I guess I miss the simplicity of life as it was when we were kids and deeply mourn the loss of innocence..
ReplyDeletei thought I liked your prose and how you write but I think this is another ball game altogether and M I have to say this demands RESPECT!
ReplyDeleteSimply fanastic. Missing childhood, good post
ReplyDelete@Srikanth, thanks for visiting ..Glad you liked it :)
ReplyDelete@ S , you embarrass me *blush* * blush * ..Thanks so much though..Your thumbs up means so much to me :
ReplyDeleteAnd about these days also you would feel ..ah! the other day!!' That is the beauty of life. Well expressed.
ReplyDelete@ATVS, I agree.In Hindsight life seems more becoming :)
ReplyDeletecaptures all the feelings perfectly...good work :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks RDS !
ReplyDeleteYou encompassed a whole world, into the Other Day. Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Viyoma..
ReplyDeleteHey!! Love it!
ReplyDeleteGeets :)
ReplyDeleteyou sure did put the peices together, the othe day... nice read...
ReplyDeleteATB
Though choice to make--- wife or Peace of mind...
Find out what happened - The Other Day on my blog -THE SILENT WORDS
very nice post.....
ReplyDeleteBest of LUCK for BAT :)
Thanks Nikhil and Sweta :)
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