School Friendships

Memories 

Of school and the friendships 

I made there

Struck my mind

On the humid sweaty afternoons

And I felt like 

Cool breeze hit my face gently. 

And I smiled

I laughed

I regretted 

I got happy one moment

And at the other I got sad. 

I wished if I could meet them

Hug them with six years of remembrance 

Tell them how I changed over time 

And explain the dumbness I had. 

I wish if I could break my hesitancy 

Built over years, the small talks on whatsapp 

And tell them actually how I felt then 

And how I feel now

About them. 

I wish there was some word

Which would describe this feeling

I get while I remember them. 

I wish this nostalgia 

Has a proper and beautiful ending. 

But it's a never ending process

Of remembering and getting lost 

In the trance of the memory.

And it would never end

even if it decides to end

I would never let it do that, 

Because that's what feels like home

Amidst the worldly chaos.