Escapist-----I'm just a dreamer.

I remember , Those moments, Flying on the way, With the umbrella hanging on, Enjoying those sprinkles of rain drops. I remember , Those moments, Jumping on through, With fingers in mom's hand, Follow that beautiful butterfly. I remember , Those moments, Dressed up in uniform, Waiting for the school bus, That last seat,to be the boss. I remember , Those moments, When waking up at 8am, Would start the sundae show, Playing cricket,breaking glasses. I remember , Those moments, Out of the class, With the naughty expression, To say i did nothing. I remember , Those moments, I was out from school, To pop in college, Gang of friends to say hurry, But a say MISS for the school. I remember , Those moments, Ragging would start, Our attitude, Bunking the classes, Throwing impressions, Playing truth and dear, Dreaming for the career to be high. I remember , Those moments, Dropping into profession colleges, Thinking world on tips, To be on cloud nine, Boy friend girlfriend were pa

And here i move and say, Hello hello hello.... With beats up, And just few words to utter, No more revering, Pure veins of blood, No white stains all through, Ambience's doesn't make any effect now, Its all out and just to say.. You are being loved ...

What i see , Is wings of HOPE.....

Out to Delhi,its too hot here.... Wish me luck.....