♥♥Magical Days♥♥



From a curious little child,
To today a girl of fifteen...
My wishes have changed,
But I continue to dream.
The only difference is,
I don't want to be Cinderella,
I don't want to bathe with my barbie dolls,
I don't see stars as magic balls,
And now I know that there's no Wee Wiley Winky hidden in my house!

As time changed,
So did it change me.
The lollipop days have gone,
But the sweetness remains...
And,
It still brings a smile to my face,
And sometimes I want to re-live the times
When I would stare at a balloon with my eyes open wide!

Comments

  1. ShritiJune 25, 2010 at 8:11 AM

    awwwwwww AWESOME juhi x))

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  2. Sakhi.June 25, 2010 at 8:50 AM

    no Wee Wiley Winky hidden in my house!!
    how innocent :P
    nice!!
    wonderful;)
    so...hows skool?/....
    n whts arts like??
    nice or boring?!
    i did not write wid nybdy in mond, this time seriously :D

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  3. Blasphemous AestheteJune 25, 2010 at 10:45 AM

    interesting...and innocently beautiful

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  4. Suhina :)June 25, 2010 at 11:54 AM

    I really love this post, its just so nice and sweet and optimistic, you love reading it. :)
    And yeah, childhood days are gone but there is still thta little bit of sweeetness left which we should really cherish. :)

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  5. Blunt EdgesJune 25, 2010 at 12:08 PM

    welcome 2 adulthood...it sucks...u'll love it! ;)

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  6. SatyUJune 25, 2010 at 8:32 PM

    Awwww...lovely post :)

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  7. Pramoda MeduriJune 26, 2010 at 12:35 AM

    Cutieee stuff..:)

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  8. supriyaJune 26, 2010 at 12:56 AM

    hey dear...sorry to be out of touch for so long...nice writing ..once again..!

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  9. Rooj SiddiquiJune 26, 2010 at 1:14 AM

    Aww, sweet memories of childhood. Loved it =)

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  10. aritra the daydreamerJune 26, 2010 at 7:49 AM

    nice...
    ya the only thing i hate about growing up is losing this youthful exuberance

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  11. KaranJuly 1, 2010 at 7:26 AM

    Bought back memorie.Nice share.

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  12. JackJuly 1, 2010 at 7:27 AM

    Juhi,

    Changes in the outlook to life brought out so beautifully as well as nostalgia for past time.

    Take care

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  13. Pesto SauceJuly 3, 2010 at 4:56 AM

    Those who dream fly

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  14. S.July 3, 2010 at 1:16 PM

    baby its so damn sweet..chocolates for you :)

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