I still reminisce those days 9-10 years back when I was at my teens..there was a time..I used to wake up in the morning during the sundays..I saw dad sitting in the dine..with my half opened eyes I started walking towards our balcony and feel the fresh air that touches my skin..after freshening up I sat infront of my dad who was reading the news paper..waiting for the "chai"to come..mom came up with two cup of tea with a bottle of biscuits..and having our morning chit chats we had a very delightful time..years passed by..those mornings never came back again..I grew up..with the burden of higher studies and sleepless nights.. Those days were quite easy for me then..the way I see the life through my eyes was pretty beautiful and astonishing..when I used to wake up early..feeling the air..rather than touching my phone and login to facebook..when I used to pen down a poetry in a notepad..rather then typing a poetry in mirakee..never saw my Dad in the sundays sitting in the dine..but saw my roommate sleeping beside me..in the hostel..there's no one to make a cup of tea for me..but have to make one for myself..I can see how life is changing everyday..passing my teenage years..stepping into my adult days..where life isn't easy at all as I thought it would be.. ~Piku~