The change you felt (a sad poem).

I couldn't play marbles.

I didn't see a bioscope.

When I was kid, people were big.

When I grew up,

People had become big men.

Everything I saw was horrifying to me.

All the trees were cut down.

The road to my village was widened.

The pond in the north has dried up.

We'll go there in next wedding.

A sweet memory from my childhood is ruined,

Every place I was connected to is tucked away in the recesses of my memories.

My uncles' houses have separated.

There's no more buzz in the gathering place.

When elections are held this time, people will gather.

There will be a flood of stories.

Why is it my fault that so-and-so sulked?

I'll have to endure loneliness during festivals.

By lighting a lamp in a closed room.

The custom of exchanging sweets is now prevalent.

With this inflation and high salaries, is this possible?

For stepping the aunt in the neighbor for blessing,

I'll have to look at my mother.

Even for blessings, I'll have to ask for permission.

The fairs will now be dull.

We won't all walk in groups.

We'll go alone by car.

Why lobby  is needed for shops?

Give me my glasses for a single price.

This hand-operated toy requires a lot of hard work.

The neem tree's sturdy bat is no longer intact.

It might take time to repair it down.

There's no need to assemble a team.

Call them only when do you need something.

Ayush Dubey