When I saw my old me.
i saw his picture today while i was cleaning out my rags today, he has golden brown hairs, a glowing fair complexion, shiny - big - beautiful noir eyes, he looked bit scared of camera( as he does not know whats going on), he stood still coz his mom made him stand that way for the photograph, all he wants to jump into her mother's nap as soon the photo session goes over, he does not cares about anyone but his mother, every time he cries when he does it to call his mother, he denies every meal even his favourite food if his mother's hand are not the one to feed. He knows a few people by name but only person he trust is his mother. he is never shy to cry before her, and he is smart enough that he knows that just a single drop of tear from his eye can melt her mother's heart and that is why he often cries to get what he wants. but he has a false notion that everything is going to be this way, he forever, he don't think about the next day because he do not knows what is day and night, what is a month, year, childhood, adulthood, life cycle and every single shit that i know today.
when i saw the picture i ignored and packed it back just like i did with every other picture, but as i was just having a look of the picture for a mini second, his eyes gained my attention, i paused my self for a second, it was like from inside the picture his eyes were trying to tease me and wanted to get into a conversation with me.
as we started the conversation there were two totally different personalities putting up their different views in a single mind of mine. the chaos, confusion and memories were strange but amazingly beautiful.
i realised that this condition of my mind is very serenitive and pleasuring.
as more as i was staring at the picture the more i wanted to meet this little guy and play with him. i desperately wish if i could just meet this guy again ever in my life just for few minutes, i wish i could just sit by his side or lay down with him,i dreamed of holding him from the waist and getting him closer to my chest and protect him through my arms in way that no one else in this world can take him away from me. i wish if i could be this champ again, as tears rolled down my cheeks i was back into the real world.
i saw his picture today while i was cleaning out my rags today, he has golden brown hairs, a glowing fair complexion, shiny - big - beautiful noir eyes, he looked bit scared of camera( as he does not know whats going on), he stood still coz his mom made him stand that way for the photograph, all he wants to jump into her mother's nap as soon the photo session goes over, he does not cares about anyone but his mother, every time he cries when he does it to call his mother, he denies every meal even his favourite food if his mother's hand are not the one to feed. He knows a few people by name but only person he trust is his mother. he is never shy to cry before her, and he is smart enough that he knows that just a single drop of tear from his eye can melt her mother's heart and that is why he often cries to get what he wants. but he has a false notion that everything is going to be this way, he forever, he don't think about the next day because he do not knows what is day and night, what is a month, year, childhood, adulthood, life cycle and every single shit that i know today.
when i saw the picture i ignored and packed it back just like i did with every other picture, but as i was just having a look of the picture for a mini second, his eyes gained my attention, i paused my self for a second, it was like from inside the picture his eyes were trying to tease me and wanted to get into a conversation with me.
as we started the conversation there were two totally different personalities putting up their different views in a single mind of mine. the chaos, confusion and memories were strange but amazingly beautiful.
i realised that this condition of my mind is very serenitive and pleasuring.
as more as i was staring at the picture the more i wanted to meet this little guy and play with him. i desperately wish if i could just meet this guy again ever in my life just for few minutes, i wish i could just sit by his side or lay down with him,i dreamed of holding him from the waist and getting him closer to my chest and protect him through my arms in way that no one else in this world can take him away from me. i wish if i could be this champ again, as tears rolled down my cheeks i was back into the real world.
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