Run with me

I went for a mela yesterday,

 She was with me,

The second-grade school girl

Who walked into my classroom

 In pigtails with a hand full of

Green glass bangles.

The night was draping itself-

 In light, music and doped

Mysterious village folks.

I smiled and walked with her,

Racing with her back to those

 Cryptic school days of

Rain floods and floating classrooms,

 My dirty uniforms and her-

Well-kept evening school skirt.

 I got bangles yesterday

Even though I don’t fancy them,

 Ate salted groundnuts with

 Ginger lime, sucked in a lot of-

 Fresh air and walked with a

Familiar crowd over

The mud lanes;

Certain scents so familiar

 To my nostrils and

Unsure celebrations soaking

Into the corners of an unsettled brain.

Kunju, runnn with me!

PS: Who's my visitor from Bosnia? Just curious HMU :)