Long Live Memory...!!!

Memory shows its hurricane power now, yes that same memory which didn't even remember an equation for class tests. It strikes back again and again as a donkey who resists as stronger as we push. While standing on a concrete slab which is just out side my home, it reminded an another slab, a bigger one, uplifted and balanced on large blocks of solid rocks. Can I sit on that concrete slab once more with my friends? If I get a chance, that slab will not allow me to sit alone because about the slab my identity might be along with my gang and probably it will not judge any one of us individually! That is the intimacy of our gang to that slab. Boundary half wall of the cashew plantation is the another statue of our friendship. Adjusting each others to get under the shadow of that lean tree, sharing food items at lunch time, waiting others to complete the food...all are becoming a shadow of memories! Is that lean tree still there? I hope it will be there alive! Hot summer of our absence might affect it badly and I wish may the presence of a new gang let blossom it. "Long live lean tree, long live, wait for me, I will come one day to see you- to feel me- to feel my friends- to feel those good old days- to feel the soul of life. I may be old, hopes you will recognize me but I am not sure of my friends. I may be alone but I will try to my extreme to be with them to see you once again...". Will there an another opportunity to climb on the rocks of that cashew plantation? Will there anyone of them with me to make our usual challenge "who is faster to climb on the tree"? Should I sit on the lower branches lonely, if I get another opportunity to touch those once again? Can I find our names scratched on those branches then? I wish if everything will look same but realize that the faces I am going to find there will not be the same. Our college, street, tea stall, everything will look same, I hope, but the eyes which will follow me may not the same. Those glance will have a strange look on me, and I will say to them with another glance of disappointment and proud "my dear friend, I spend my life's blossom here with my sweet friends. I may be a stranger for you but not for these buildings, trees, street and these sands..".