The Good Old Days

I lovingly remember the good old days The golden years of my childhood days When society was amiable and concerned Where, simplicity and innocence prevailed. Though there were people of all classes It never came in the way of societal causes People attended to their everyday chores Carried on, their lives quietly, minus airs. They followed all the rituals and services According to their religious backgrounds And everybody joined to enjoy the rituals Showing rich diffusion of goodwill and cheer. The moneyed also lived like commoners Without any exhibition of their affluence Quietly offered succour to the unfortunate And the humble acknowledged with gratitude. It was a well-knit society without cubicles Where humans were not cut off by thin walls Where peace and harmony reigned supreme Which, I miss so badly in this modern time.