Whispers Of Remembrance

Within Indian families, nostalgia weaves, A tapestry of memories, where the heart perceives. School days were like footprints etched in time, Hero pens scribbling tales sublime.

The smell of books, an aromatic retreat, Unlocking worlds where imagination meets. Cycling through streets, freedom unbound, Street cricket matches, joy all around.

Flames games flickering, as twilight descends, Laughter and camaraderie, loyal friends. Innocent love letters, inked with affection, Words of devotion, sealed with reflection.

Playing with toys, a realm of delight, Childhood treasures, filling days and nights. Eating with family, a banquet of love, Bonds that nourish, like blessings from above.

Sleeping under the open sky's canopy, Listening to birds, their sweet symphony. Reeling sound of camera roles, capturing scenes, and Preserving memories, like chapters in a dream.

Inland letters were sent, bridging distances afar, Affection penned on paper, like a shining star. Costly phone calls, hearts connected strong, Love overcoming the miles, where distance belongs.

Homemade sweets, shared with joy and care, Symbolize love, and flavours beyond compare. Nostalgia whispers, each moment it imparts, Weaving a tapestry of memories in our hearts.