Sweet and tangy

Sometimes I force myself to admit

That I have grown up,

For me the school days seem like yesterday,

The heavy rains remind of the lazy days

When I would pray that school says it's a holiday,

Just to be in vain…

Rain was always part of life,

We endeared rain…

And memories of school and stupidities

And the random mischiefs 'under cover'

Still 'under cover' pops up…

The candy powder that crackled in mouth,

Like a firework with orange tang!

I tried hard to remember the candy's name,

I texted bosom friend, now an executive in the oasis of Arabia,

Who had generously introduced us to it...

He replied and said, I had to Google it!

It was a forgotten memory…

A few days back a friend called and said-

We should have been in college always,

Shouldn't have grown up.

Those days were like the crackling candy,

Sweet, tangy and exploding like fireworks,

With the tinge of goodness and mischief!

Rain and memories, so intertwined…

And they ask, O, you love the school so much,

Yes, I do, except for the text books and homeworks.