How long is the night?

I still remember those afternoons under the mango tree.

You’d cut your elbow and I’d scraped my knee.

When school was out and the days were free,

And the fiery 'gulmohar' stood out bright

While I didn’t know how long was the night!

Playing cricket for hours in the park.

To the orchards on secret missions we’d embark

And return home only late after dark

To play some more in the false light.

And I didn’t know how long was the night!

I remember growing up with the guys.

Every girl and our rarely successful tries!

The honesty in those white lies

To try and break up a fight.

But I didn’t know how long was the night!

I still remember the sky and its flaming hues

When you kissed away the blues.

When there was no need nor excuse

To hold each other so tight.

Yet I didn’t know how long was the night!

I still remember when the doctor said what he did.

I can still taste the tears you hid

When that final goodbye we bid.

Though I’m still up for the fight,

Now I know how long is the night!