Where Are Those Days?


Where are those days were people used to actually talk?
When they had the time to look into someone's eyes and speak their heart,
When they sat next to each other without any gadgets,
But holding their hands.
Where they used to lie down on the ground,
Looking at the sky,
They found 'Seven Sisters',
And taking their time for the dreams to unfold.


Where are those days where a single flower from the lover was considered so precious,
That it was secretly kept in between the pages of your favorite book?
Where there was no Facebook or Instagram to declare your love,
But used to spend days with hope waiting for their loved ones' letters.


Where are those days where there was a Romeo for a Juliet?
A Mr. Darcy for an Elizabeth?
A Majnu for a Laila?
And a Dante for a Beatrice?
May be I'm just an old soul,
Looking for true love and kindness in this robotic world,
Or may be I'm in wrong space and time where I don't belong,
I think I should get back to my time machine.
-JMJ

16 thoughts on “Where Are Those Days?

  1. A very lovely post! I think we need to consciously include a few of the simple things we used to enjoy. Sending a letter occasionally will give someone a delightful surprise. Sitting down for a chat is special because we made time to do it. Virtual tea and cookies and hugs will never be the same! Have a lovely day!

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