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IF AND ONLY IF


Sometime I think Of those Bright Beautiful days, When I used to be Happy in My own little way!!

There were no worries; Care free faces Around, But Now Problems and Me are as if together Bound!!
The times; I used to Smile a bit more and Cry a bit harder,
The days when I used To Get afraid when it used to become a bit darker!
When I used to cry,People Gather around to make me smile,
And now I haven’t Smiled for quite a while!!
Those days were magic,
That was my Childhood Time,I can Never ever forget it Till my Last dime!!
Now I think when I have Everything I wanted or will want, But those days;Memories of those moments will always Haunt!!
And I wish If and Only If;
I can Go back to that time When I was The little Child,Innocency Got Lost In between and I got Quite wild!!
If And Only If;
 I can Again Have That Cute smile,Which I haven’t Met for quite a long while!!


If and Only If;
I can Sleep again on my mother’s Lap,
And have the best Possible and a Most satisfying Nap!!
If and Only If;
I be The Cute Child again,All My Mistakes were forgiven; and My Pranks were Never in vain!!
If and Only If;
That time comes back in life,When We could Roam Without even Clothes or stife!
No worries in the world Could Take back our smile,
And Now The Worries Increases After seeing those Thick files!!
If And Only If;
This dream Could Come True,I would Like to sleep Forever Then;
Without seeing any other View!!
If and Only If;
The whole World Gets Back To what it was, Sweet, Sensible, Innocent And Other things you Can think;
Just take a small pause!!
But The Irony Of this Word “If” You know,is that;
This Dream Remains What It is!!
But who says; You can’t get Back to the time When You were Shy, Don’t Never Let The Child Inside You ever Die .

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  1. Getting better and better with every blog,,,����

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  2. That's so real... Though being a dream with If, we all somewhere sometime wanna go back again... Btw loved the lines. Keep going.




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  3. YES!!Beautiful of ur own kind 😘😘

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  4. If and only if ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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  5. Thankyou so much for being supportive always.

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