Poetry

Walking down memory lane,
I feel myself fortunate,
I've seen colours of nature,
I've myriad memories to cherish...
Playing hide-and-seek
And doll's marriages,
Jumping on puddles
And sailing paper-boats.
 
Walking through crowded streets,
I feel as if -
Nature's on the verge of oblivion,
Been replaced by technology...
Playing games on mobile
And watching videos,
Browsing the internet
And viewing the idiot box.

[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 2 October 2010]