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The Reflection of my Childhood!
by Mrinal Chatterjee
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  I see my childhood in this cute little girl,
As innocent her laughter is, like that of a pearl.
As a child I remember very well,
Those lovely stories my mother used to tell.
Her lullabies had put me off to sleep,
Where have those days gone, I began to weep.
How I used to ride on my father's back,
Those beautiful days somehow lacks.
I've grown so tall, I can hardly see myself in the mirror,
And entered in teens like that of a river.
This girl entered in my life,
My anguish is now being subsidized.
Her sparkling eyes has brought a ray of hope,
Thought unable to revive those days, I moped.
When I looked into the eyes of this girl,
The only message she eagerly awaits to tell.
To rebirth your childhood, I have descended on earth,
To infuse your life with laughter and with mirth.
No one knows what surprises life holds,
There would be then no spice if were foretold.
Well friends this was my childhood reflection,
How glad I am do I need to mention?

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December 02, 2001
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