A time in your life when


The distance between the lips and the ears is the shortest

Laughter and tears manifests with equal spontaneity

The world around you is binary and grey is just a colour

You go on sleep mode as soon as the eyes close

Sentences were peppered more with why’s than I’s

You waved at aircrafts and waited for a reaction

You thought babies are born when flowers meet

Constraints belonged to an alien world

A phase which one thinks would never end

Yet unable to indentify later as to when it really ended.