There were times when vanilla and chocolates were my favourite flavours in ice cream,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when I used to grade the quality of pizzas on the basis of amount of cheese on them,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when chocolates were gifts to me,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when I was thin as I preferred only milk,rice and jam for dinner,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when my mother used to make kheer only for me on my birthday,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when biscuits filled up with cream used to be my hunger partner,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when sweet curds used to be my dessert,
Now they have become poison for me;
There were times when I preferred milk tea over black tea,
Now it has become poison for me;
Amidst such reality I wonder if I can ever have my life back enjoying such moments like other people,
But deep inside my heart says, No.
