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HOW I WISH…..

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How I wish…

Oh how I wish to turn back my life’s pages

And be a child

Sitting in my mother’s arm

Feeling every bit of coziness and calm

To do big blunders and go off easily

To cry as much and not be judged

Oh how I wish..

To fall off a dozen time

But always be on cloud nine

To eat like a horse

And not caring of course

To have that cute laughing Buddha belly

And still be called a strawberry jelly

Oh how I wish..

To hold my father’s hand

And go with him buying chocolates

To be yelled upon

But not giving it a damn

To not caring about penny

And be an albatross around the neck of your nanny

Oh how I wish..

To quarrel with my brothers

And get them scolded by my father

To befool my sister

And then be as cool as a cucumber

To read fairy tales

And feel like a princess

To play with Barbie all the time

Even if it was time to dine

Oh how I wish,

How I wish to turn back my life’s pages..

And roll down the memory lane

Be a small little unruly insane

Oh how I wish

To get to live yesterday once more.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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144 replies on “HOW I WISH…..”

Good afternoon, Samreen Asad

Thanks for your poem

That is today
in the world
just for myself
very horrible

the world
the others
give protection
and sometimes not

it is troublesome
oneself
mother and father
to become

into my own arms
to take
despite all adversity
of all complaints

Best regards
Hans Gamma

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Hey Hans!! I always love the way you write down your beautiful thoughts, thank you sooo much for your time reading my poems always and also taking out time to comment. Means a lot truly 😊
Have a beautiful Sunday ✨🌻🌺

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Absolutely beautiful Samreen. Who wouldn’t want to be a child again 😍💖

It is great to remain childlike all our lives 💖🤗

We shall go buying chocolates and laugh together when we meet 🍫 😅

Love and blessings 💖🤗

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Oh my dear, thank you sooo much for commenting the second time as well❤️ yes dear, I remember your comment 🤗 This was my first post in July on WordPress. Thought to post it again as not many people read it. 😊
Yes, dear all is good. Busy preparing for my brother’s marriage in March. 😀 Hope all is well with you too🙂

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Oh my Gosh Samreen
You Just Described
My Life at 60

Except For Playing
With the ‘Barbie Dolls’
As True i Don’t play With

Fake Human Toys Hehe

Now My Goodness You Can’t
Possibly Be Much Out of Your Twenties
If Even That Far Along in Life As Most Every
Woman Who is Muslim Gets Married By The
The Event of College Graduation Now With Small

Child

True

You Would

Seem Like Such

A Small Child to me

Yet How in the World Will

i Be Younger Than You Old

Enough To Likely Be Your Grandfather Almost

Hehe Yes the Answer Again is the ‘Golden Age’

Any Age When The

Human

Develops

EYes of the

Child Again only

Problem often is the

Environment Doesn’t Comply

With A Child’s Eyes i Verily Understand
That Difficulty True Yet the Good News is
Hehe You Are So Far Away Yet So Near

to 60

And Being

A Child In Your 20’s

Still For It’s True Mostly

It’s a State of Being Within
Some Folks CaLL iT Heaven
i Agree The Question is Why
Do We LiVE iN CuLTuRES

So Complex Where

Getting Back

to Heaven

Is Almost Impossible
Within me Thinks that
The World of Humans Now
is Fallen Far From Before As some
Folks Suggest For True One Rises with
A Child’s Eyes of Wonder And Amazement
For Every Dance and Song of Life Make It

Disney

World

Within

Or Make

It Hell Thing

Is Who Needs Things
So Much When Soul Breathes Free Alive now…

For The Truth is Some of the World Will Live With

Less And Be So Much

More Wings of Free

An Angel Child Still Breathing At Any Age At All
Some Ways And Others We Made All Our Tools to Help Us
Get to Heaven and Stay There Yet Lost We’ve Become the Tools

How Difficult

The Tools

Are to Take Off

For True if We Gaze
At the Diamond of A Grain
of Sand Close Enough

A Fancy
Car or

A Bigger Home

PaleS into Comparison

of One Leaf Holding the Branches of An Entire Tree

‘The Child’ Complete The Tree is the Seed High Enough to Be..

i Am… Perhaps You…

Going

Back

Coming

Home Arriving

‘The Child’ Breathes Free… Again…

Leafs Roots Trees Oceans Waves Be Water Sees…

River…

Flows no
Time Just Now Free

Anyway i’ve Circled The
Globe All Morning Nice
To Find A Last Bus Stop of the Day

Here mY

FRiEnD

No Matter
What Your
Soul iS on the
Outside of Inside Free..:)

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Don’t we miss those days, carefree, no responsibilities, fun, laughter, no matter what.. But as we start growing up these little joys start to subside. So we, be at 20,30, 50 or 60 we still have this beautiful corner of memories in our heart for those wonderful days. Oh, yes, you must not have played with barbie dolls😄 but I did so much, being a girl😀
I stepped out of my twenties Fred sometime back, it’s not all of the Muslims who marry off early, many like me complete their entire education and then marry, I completed my masters and then tied the knot😀 If my father would have been alive, he would have been of your age😊 You are a father figure to me and grandfather to my son😀 I loved your wonderful comment as always Fred, thank you sooo much for all your kindness. Means so much. Take care, stay blessed and have a lovely fun Sunday 🌻🌺✨🌼

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Oh Yes All the Muslim Women i’ve Known And Indian Women Have
Completed Their College
Education First As it Seems
Hehe that Goes Hand in
Hand With Blogging

SMiLes Samreen on
The Autism Spectrum
Not Able to Speak until
4, Not Able to Touch
Human Made
Materials
And Not Able to
Even Feel Comfortable
In My Own Body Actually
Physically Navigating my
Body And Socialization…
i Honestly Don’t Miss

Anything About my
Life As it Took me
Until 53 to even
Be Comfortable
Walking into A Store
Navigating it Alone

Yes Public Dancer

A Far Cry From Before
And i Kept All my challenges
To Myself As I Didn’t Think
Anyone Would understand

As i Never Even met anyone
Who Couldn’t Stand to
Touch Human Made

Stuff until my

Late 40’s… i Honestly

Felt like An Extraterrestrial

My Strength my only Real

Strength Straight A’s

In School And Empath

Of Kindness Yet

Intensely Feeling

The Pain of The

World too not

Sure if i Was Ever

Really A Child Then

Yet For me Just Feeling
Comfortable in my Own

Skin Able to Keep A Few
Friends who Say They like
To Communicate With me

Regularly of Course online

And even Just this

Week Someone

Called Me

A Best Friend

Is Child Enough For

Me And Heaven Too

Honestly Just

Being

Human

Those little

Things ET Appreciates…

Hehe You Are A Human

Figure to me And now

i Am Very Curious
What Your Master’s
Degree And Career is

In As i Am Always

Full of Questions

Like why Was i an
ET and How do i
Become Human

Like everyone

Else as There was no
Diagnosis For Asperger’s
Syndrome then Took to
Close to 50 For Both me
And my Sister to Find

That out… i Dreamed

Of A Machine to
Answer All my

Questions

Voila Google

And Now A Deeper
Voice Within Smiles
Dear Today And Now
Is the Best Day Of My

Life

Just

Because i’m

Human it Seems

Not Everyone

Fully Receives
Or Appreciates

The

Benefits

As Perhaps

Only An ET Will
Who one Looked

Through An Opaque Window😊💫

And Finally Broke Through

To the

Other Side

Of Truly Living

Perhaps Just

Appreciating

The Smallest
Of Joys

Like

My Mind Is Attached
To My Body

i Dance
And Sing

Free like
i saw the other
Little Children

Do Freely

So Long Ago And Now me

As The Adult Finally

Becomes

“The Child”🙏💫

A “Human Child”….

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Your beautiful poem sent me on a trip down memory lane Samreen. Of how things seemed so easy and carefree at that time, of how unconcerned I was and of how many pains borne by my parents to allow me that carefree childhood were hidden from me. Magic moments indeed, which I look upon with lots of longing and love, and a not a little regret knowing that door is closed forever.

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Oh how beautifully you have put down your thoughts Deb and surely we never understand the pain our parents went through raising us until we become parents ourselves. 😊
Thank you soo much for your time and am very happy if in any way I could make you refresh those memories.
Have a wonderful day 🌺✨🌼🌻

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Om my sweet dear Samreen,
I LOVED this poem of yours so carefree and memorable of days of my kids having so much fun wihout a care in the world. Kisses and hugs mended a cut knee or hurt feelings. I’m coming back as one of my kids next time or maybe one of my animals (or maybe one of yours 🤣).
And now I am a child in my own way; drifting off with my pen and paper in hand or in meditation eating chocolates on most days, carefree and happy. When I’m not working in my robe and when I get scours from my kids and my husband, well…… I don’t give a dame.🤣🤣🤣
Really great poem G.F,
❤️🤗🙏❤️🤗🙏❤️🤗🙏😘

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My sweetest Cindy, your comments make my day always🥰 kisses and hugs do mended wounds, so true, they did. And now I am doing the same with my kid, he falls down, gets a hug and ask me to beat the floor and he is soo happy 😀 such is the innocence of childhood. Hahaha, may be one of mine😄😄🤣🤣
You certainly are Cindy, a cute adorable child many a times as I can see through your write ups and comments we share and so mature, balanced, inspirational at the same time ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you sooo much for always showering your love😍😘😘😘
Hugs and love G. F. 😊
♥️♥️♥️🤗🤗🤗🤗💖💖💖🌹🌹🌹

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Dearest Samreen,
I am smiling ear to ear by your heartfelt comment and feel your love and hugs all the way from India to me. So dear to relive those memories and gift your son the innocence we all deserve and have shared the love. Awwww thanks for your kind words and heart! I’m so glad you find balance and inspiration through my serious and playful/ childish posts. You are easy to shower with love!
xoxoxoxo G.F. ❤️❤️❤️🤗🤗🤗

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All my pleasure dearest 🥰❤️🤗 And that’s so sweet of you to say that, hugs and love from Qatar 😀 that’s where I have been living as my husband work here😊 I always do find something to take from your blogs Cindy, you are a sweetheart G. F🥰❤️❤️❤️🤗🤗🤗🤗🥰😘😘

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Thanks sweetness! It’s all true. Oh wow, now that explains you responding at the hours you do.. I never think you sleep cuz I thini you’re in India!!! Good to know. I’m so glad you do as I always get loves from yours! Smiling… G.F. ❤️😘❤️😘🤗😘

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Thank you Jonathan so much😊
See, that’s the carelessness and innocence of childhood that we don’t know what the consequence will be😄🤣
I love your comment😀 Truly speaking, I didn’t look at the picture that way😄

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A gorgeously written walk down memory lane. Lovely, Samreen. I was walking with you as I read and created the imagery from your lovely language. Brought back images and reminiscence of my childhood. How fun. Have a lovely Sunday. ❤️🙏😊

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Oh Jeff, thank you sooo much for your kind appreciation, it’s such a pleasure for me if in any way I could make you reminisce those years of yours 😊 Thank you so much again and you too have a lovely week ahead🌻✨🌻🌷🙂💐

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These are the thoughts that come to you when you are so much entangled in life’s uncertainties that you wish to be a child again, that innocent being who doesn’t know what world has in store for him/her and you just enjoy that moment, being a child it’s easy to do so but being an adult you can say that but to actually live through it keeping all of your problems aside is a bit tricky🙂 And of course, we should and must endow the wisdom we have learnt through this journey from being a child to an adult😊❤️
Thank you dear so much 🤗
Have a good day 😊🌷🌻✨

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You are right dear, in some way or the other we must try and become that innocent child again but yes, that time, that aura, your parents the whole lot of it is surely missed and cannot be revived again. 😊 Thank you dear soo much for reading and commenting. Means a lot. 🥰 Have a great week ahead 🙂❤️

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My pleasure Samreen! Off late my work schedule has been bit crazy! Also took some break in between. Other than that, all good, thanks for asking ☺️ Little time I manage to get, goes in reading posts from whom I follow, which i enjoy too. Hopefully soon!

You have a wonderful rest of the week too. ☺️🤗🙏🏻

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Oh, it’s always good to take a break and start afresh🙂It’s difficult actually to keep continuing on WordPress regularly with all other stuff to do as well. Good wishes to you and thank you so much😊🌺

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Oh really dear, I too miss those careless worry less sleeps soo much😊 Indeed they are only when you are at your parents home🤗
Thank you so much dear for reading and kind words. Have a wonderful day 😊🤗🌷🌺🌻

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Aww habeebiti..what a beautiful stroll down nostalgi’as lane, with all those precious memories of a childhood well-lived.. with loving parents close by to indulge you and sometimes scold you;;but always with the best intentions and always out of love.. My mother used to say I think Life could have been set up differently where we grow older to say age 60..then start going back every year getting younger, but with the wisdom of the old:) I too long for my childhood days..I had a happy one and loving parents until my dad passed away at 12. I love all the details and examples you used in yur poem..Just beautiful UmAnzar..I can so relate HUGS 🤗❤️🌹🙏🌺🌸

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As always, you summarized my poem so well habeebity with your beautifully penned thoughts, which I always adore so much. Am so happy you liked it UmJulian ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you so so much for your love 🤗🤗🤗 Hugs and love to you too🤗❤️🤗❤️🤗
Allah hafiz💖

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