i used to catch fishes in the still water of the river "anjana".
shouted in joy when fish had caught.
with friends used to jump into it and swim till got tired.
mother warned not to go in the middle
but who hears at the moment of enjoy.
but who cares?
she waited on the bank,rebuked and caned me but did again in next day.
we were children then, knows only to enjoy.
sometimes in boyhood stand still to see boys swimming and Shout.
those joy of my childhood i miss now.
time takes away every things from life one by one.
we unwillingly compel to obey his order and change .
when and who can catch time?
time goes on his way leaving memories back on his way.
©subirmitra
S