Nostalgia Rocks

I want to get back to that time
When Ga Ga-Gu Gu ruled my life..
When ceiling fan and tubelight were a fascination…
When I wasn’t allowed to touch a knife…
When I din’t know a word called frustration…
Nostalgia Rocks..

I want to get back to that time…
When pretty girls din’t make my head turn….
When grown ups declared I wasn’t an adult yet…
When I din’t really know why people earn…
When all the attention I could get…
Nostalgia Rocks…

I want to get back to that time…
When I was four feet shorter…
When I din’t have to tie my own shoelace…
When there was unexpected laughter..
When in such luxuries I found true solace…
Nostalgia Rocks...

I want to get back to that time…
When I was totally carefree…
When my pranks were adjudged cute..
When I could attempt to climb a tree…
When , to every policeman ,I made a salute…
Nostalgia Rocks...

I want to get back to that time…
When, every 2 steps I would trip and fall…
When I could swing on swings and play seesaw..
When ,at every airplane I looked with awe…
When I wanted to have both, bat and ball…
Nostalgia Rocks...

I want to get back to that time…
When I rode on supermarket trolleys…
When I played all day and din’t think much…
When I ran behind butterflies and evaded honeybees…
When I had no tensions as such…
Nostalgia Rocks...


I want to get back to that time…
When hypocrites were not known…
When back biting never existed….
When negative emotions hadn’t over flown..
When happiness was never restricted…
Nostalgia Rocks...

I want to get back to that time…
When I din’t have to make any decision..
When I knew no prejudice…
When no one criticized me for my lack of precision…
When I faced no injustice…
Nostalgia Rocks…