Unchahar - Best NTPC Township Days
In a tiny township, where my family would stay,
We chased the sun through every golden day.
Side by side, with dozens of my school friends,
The Aarohi Club was our kingdom, making trends.
Slides that squeaked and swings that flew,
Echoed with many games only childhood knew.
The scent of grass, the warmth of skies,
Looking at the big chimney smoke, our dreams would rise.
Our C.V. School bells rang, but so did our fun,
Lunch breaks felt like races won.
Chalk-dusted hands, notebooks askew,
We learned, we played, and friendships grew.
Evenings brought posham-pa, kho-kho and hide and seek,
Our laughter louder, our bonds unique.
No phones, no screens—just endless play,
Every sunset sealed a perfect day.
Through every prank and every fight,
We found our family, pure and tight.
No distance or time could ever undo
The magic of that childhood crew.
So here’s to those days, so carefree, so bright—
A township of memories, forever in sight.
Though we’ve grown, in our hearts we’ll stay—
Running through parks, in a golden sunray. 🌞💛
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