I just want to go back to the time which was so prime where I was creator in my own whims When Every night I used to sleep in my mother lap covered with her drape I just want to go back to the time where In the world of Toys I used to find my Ultimate Joys when sitting on the father shoulder seems the greatest height of the world I just want to go back to the time when the greatest story teller was only my grand mother when dream only meant flying airplane and being bird When Aim was just to reach The sun When desire was Just to have some stars in my pocket I just want to go back to the time which was so prime where I was creator in my own whims P.S - All of us have moments in our childhood where we come alive for the first time. And we go back to those moments and think, This is when I became myself.