Nostalgia

Nostalgia is the biggest insight. 
We are all nostalgic without a fight
Nostalgic about the pot-holed roads we have walked on. 
The trees we have stolen fruits from. 
The old reclining chair we waited to park ourselves into. 
The old comics we practically lived for. 
Filthy stinky toilets of old movie theatres we frequented. 
The oily samosas and pakoras we never resisted. 
Bunking classes. 
Dreaming meaningless dreams. 
The camaraderie we shared with our friends. 
Those carefree days. 
The letters we received from our loved ones. 
Waiting for our turns at the STD booths. 
Someone doing it in pants in school. 
Talking with the cuckoo in the lazy summer afternoon. 
Of the first flush of love.
Memories are the fuel people live on.
Memories are the things that we take back.