Sudden trips to old walks

When I was small,
And things were simpler, I used to sit with my uncle.
To discuss lunch for next day. We laughed carelessly.
I didn't have a room of my own then.

Now I do. And it being in the north, gets lesser light.
I too, love the dark. It gets me tranquility. Like our laughter back in those days.
There are different colorful lights too, at times.
In different times of the noon.

They come through the circles of my window grill.
I do not miss the chatter with my uncle.
But I do not anyone for that effortless discussion.

And just now, the light changed again. Exciting me.
Its cool in here.
Serene.