THOSE CHILDHOOD DAYS
Someone please give me back my childhood days
When night used to be in the arms of my mother
And the morning would awake in pleasantness
Someone please give me back my childhood days
When there was only I and my childhood
There wasn’t any sorrow nor any problem
When life used pass like a game
When I neither felt foes nor enemies
When never I used feel the rise of a day or start of a night
Someone please give me back my childhood days
When there was no responsibility nor any dreams
There was no hatred nor was there love
I didn’t know how to save myself yet was not afraid to fall
Neither did I have any complains nor was aware of them
I Don’t know why life has taken those pleasant days from me Someone please give me back my childhood days ~*~ Bachpan k woh Din ~*~ Here Goes the Urdu Version of Above Poem 