It takes a village to raise a childThey say.It takes the whole world Acting in concertTo destroy childhood:Some of us looking awaySome of us cheerleadingA few of us, admittedly, doing our best To do our best
She can’t go back to the Abhayapuri of her childhoodI can’t go back to the Bombay of my youthBut we can go back to those placesAnd rememberRemember what it was like thenRemember what we did thenRemember our neighbours and playmates