Bela Gupta, Tehmasp Printer & B.P. Singh waxed nostalgic just before the new year!

I want to go back to the time

When “getting high” meant “on a swing”

When “drinking” meant “cider”,

When “dad” was the only “hero”

When “love” was “mom’s hug”,

When “dad’s shoulder” was the “the highest place on earth”

When your “worst enemies” were “your siblings”

When the only thing that could “hurt” were “skinned knees”

When the only things “broken” were your “toys”

and

When “goodbyes” only meant “till tomorrow.

And Yes I agree with them…