Why dont we just have fun ?

Some1 asked me to run today
I found it funny to do so on a high way
I chose not to run but did walk fast
And as I did so there were memories of the past ...Nostalgia

The same highway I had crossed once
I saw the baker spread yummy jam on the hot Buns
I was faltering mom scolded, asked me not to run
But I still did and it was fun!

I simply trusted my heart and followed
Whatever it wanted me to do, being quiet or singing aloud
So then what stopped me today y did I choose not to run?
It would have been fun, neither was mom around nor any1

May be I know the answer … I regret growing up yes truly I hate
How my wise dominates my wishes . Don’t realize when I learnt to validate
I no more cry for chocolates, pastries, or crave for the candy sold on the road
I no more pester mom dad to play with me when bored
I no more wanna try again once I fail
I no more meet frds often. I send sms’s & email
I no more call my buddies on their b'days I post a wish on their f/b wall
Updates about life no more shared over coffee with spl frds but on a networking site with all

I no more bunk classes,I am worried if my rival scores more than mee
I no more leave my toys out , now my books lie on my bed and a Tee
I once used to crave to dress up like a teen
But now I no more like a full jean

I was not scared to make mistakes I did everything that I was advised to not try
But while doing the same today I think twice … I shy
I wish I had never lost the innocence and the guts
Wish I had never learnt if’s, why’s and but’s

Its jus one life y grow up?
When things go wrong y throw up ?
Sing aloud, freak, have fun and run this marathon
Live today like you just don’t care …bygone is bygone

Sis....(another one for you )

You grow up as stranger’s like in a forced bond bundled up together
Wishing all the love was just yours and never for the other
Share the same bed , the shelf , fight over same clothes
Kick her on bed and act as if in deep sleep, pull her hair, tear her notes.

Always opposites... If one asks for coffee the other wants ice T
Account for every penny she borrows and ask her to pay back be it a 500 or 50
Eavesdrop to find where she is planning to hang out with her bunch
To make sure u don’t bump into each other @ a movie, party or a lunch

Secretly spy from books, bags, phones, pockets and the mud in the fold of the jean
The minute you find a ticket, a bill, tissue run to mom dad with it aww how mean
Grow to be pests, pain in the wrong places lolz yes rightly d best enemies
Fight when together and then suddenly u realize u still around stick like bee’s …

Unknowingly u start missing each other but refrain from accepting and that’s when
You start asking yourself but how? why? when? Did this transition happen?
When you start protecting each other slowly grow up to fight for each other
Be it stranger walking by the road or frds, teachers even your mother

You start acting like a sister,a frd,a shield n no more like "the bothering monster"
You slowly become partners in crime …gel a lot more better
And u mature to be best on every parameter You start scoring a hundred
love each others company now you no more crib, cry or dread

You still fight, play pranks but now you don’t mind sharing your favorite teddy
Coz now the pest, the enemy turns into a beautiful and sweet buddy
And the question still rings But how ? why when?
Yes Even I look back and wonder when did this happen

But I truly loved the transition the time spent with you sis
Once I found you a pain but now I feel without you I will be lone will miss
You, you and more of you
Coz you will find a better and obedient little sister bet there will be more than few

But you could have not got better …
You simply could have not got better …

Love Baby