Please Keep the Memory

Time passes by 

Without notice.

I am here now,

But not for long

For the now passes away.

A new now replaces

The now that was.

Now becomes then,

Then, in turn, becomes now.

A cycle,

Unstoppable and never ending! 

Then following now following then.

Not heeding to wishes!

Not caring about worries!

I don't remember much now.

Yet, I am sure,

My memory's built on reality,

Of a time, that was before then.

Far away from the nows and the thens.

Only bits and pieces are seen

Through the forgetful mists.

Comics books strewn on a bed.

Phantom characters walking 

In and out of the skull.

In a Flash, performing magics

to create glass shields,

That protect their worlds

From merciless villains.

Wagging his black tail,

Licking the children,

Who giggle gleefully.

They climb on his back,

Commanding him to giddy up.

In time, he recedes

To the shadowy parts of remembrance.

In a world of mustaches

And hairless faces,

A bearded face stands out,

With a name that evokes

The existence of the beard.

Not then a daddy,

But still a daadi .

Time moving at its own pace,

Letting times change much. 

Memories written over

Many times, with happiness and pain.

A few peeping through 

From the years,

Not necessarily categorized as distant.

After happiness, comes

Sadness, misery and humiliation.

Never quite forgotten!

Happiness shining through sadness.

Sadness draping over happiness.

Time to forget some,

Time to forget all.

An abode of god,

Existing since the beginning of time.

A long way from home.

To get there in time,

I look towards the one,

Trusted only by a few,

And yet, is a representation of the god.

Bruised and hardened heart

Unable to avoid the sense of gratefulness

Allowing it to reside there since. 

Never expressed!

Now, too late to express!

Yet time cannot erase,

The memory of the acts of kindness.

Lost in the sea of time.

Not remembering many,

Not thinking much.

Pushing it all to a corner.

Time flows by!

News reaches, 

In bits and flashes.

Twenty one twenty three,

Noon still minutes away,

Time stood still.

Nothing more to say!

No favours to ask!

No more loda-lodas!

The last page of the comic book has been read!