Today i took a ride
on a brand new vehicle
its not the one with black tyres
no it doesn't even have a metal casing
this one-seated travel machine
is one of a kind
its the vehicle called "MEMORY"

climbing on it i took the road
to my childhood
to the path that i can't forget
the red nosed clown
the glitteri by the side
the gaint wheel
everything was here
slowly i moved thru the streets
saw big theatres
i stopped by one of them
to see, what it was playing
took the ticket
the roll moved
the silver screen came alive
it shew the time

when i was that child
who climbed the tree
found it amusing
when the ants marched in straight lines,
when milliped sped to a destination unknown,
when the butterfly fluttered around me,
and i running in vain to catch them

from there i moved to another
on its door i saw a big A encircled
i went inside i saw my youth
i saw my friends
some of whom i have forgotten
some i still have
i saw my friend with whom
i used to go home with
i saw oursleves on the tracks
when my heart pounded a lil more
than it is used to
then i saw a dark room
faintly lighted by a candle
where i was alone

and then i came out
i had so many shows left
but i choose to come back
to where i'm now

and for sometime the vehicle stays
alone in the garage
which some day
i will start once again