People who have a wonderful place in my heart, and memory,
I'm curious if they remember me,
Like I remember them.

Awestruck and amused,
Someone else has also believed in my dream today.

Adrenaline hits,
My first sleepless night,
In Excitement to change.

By Freedom,
I never meant,
I'd drink, smoke
or have random ***.

I have very different views on freedom,
By Freedom I mean,
To carve my path, to design my next steps,
By freedom, I mean, to speak what I think
Or to figure out how I think,
By Freedom, I mean doing what I wish at this moment without caring about the impressions I make,
By Freedom, I mean figuring out what I want to wish for without fear,
By Freedom, I mean running on empty roads for once, to get a glimpse of the night-view world,
By freedom, I mean expressing myself precisely, even if  my hands tremble,
By freedom I mean I'm accountable for my life and I don't want anybody's control over it,
By Freedom, I mean creating a new state of my mind, being revolutionary against improper.
By freedom, I mean let me throw myself out and explore.
By freedom, I mean both internal and external.

So good at your job,
You've made me very disciplined,
The disciplines you've thought me,
Makes me a good charactered, bound by rules women.
It may sound harsh dear society,
But the discipline you trained me through,
Are more futile than my nostrils,
You've trapped me with rules,
Rules stronger than those metallic chains,
Locked me with the awards-named character, chastity, innocence, and ideal.

I'm so slow-witted to realise that now,
But it's never too late I'm awakened now,
I promise you no matter how much you try to scare,
I'm going to break every one of the rules,
You can keep your rewards- the hell who cares,
I was never meant to be an ideal,
I'm a little crazy since birth,
20 years is been enough,
Now I got my keys.
You'll be flabbergasted soon,
Just try me.

What is it papa?
Oh That my princess, it's an aeroplane,

Papa, I want one aeroplane, please.
Ooh, do you? Tomorrow you will have one I promise,

Papa, look plane plane, flying flying.
Yes now turn around, look there,
Wow papa, it's a plane plane, is it real,
Yes I just grabbed it from sky for you,
How papa are you a super hero?
Hahaha yes my little doll as long as you believe so,
Woooh, Papa let's fly,
Yess let's fly hohoooo,

Papa this is not real plane,
Yes beta it wasn't,
Why did you lie,I really thought you could fly,
Sorry beta, I wanted to be your superhero at least for some time.

No papa, you are wrong,
I know,
No superhero can be my dad. Now come let's play.

How do I tell her,
That it is " the foolish her", which she is desperate to hide,
made her more beautiful, natural and has my love.
How do I tell her, that I miss her "main kya hi karoon" waala laugh,
How do I tell her that I understand the world is mean but,
You can be yourself before me,
How do I tell her without telling her?