Happy Were those days!!

DISCLAIMER - Well, I am forced to add this after the first few comments, these are my thoughts. I spent whole 2 hours of my time on this. It was not written after being influenced by someone or some book. It’s NOT a forward. If you have already read a similar forward, just ignore this one or enjoy reading this. Choice is yours.
Happy were those days, when I had no money
I had friends who helped me!
Happy were those days, when there was no internet
I met my friends!
Happy were those days, when I had real friends
I had a way to let my frustration out!
Happy were those days, when I had a 1100
My contacts list had exceeded memory size
Happy were those days, when I shared a cup of coffee
I was not alone!
Happy were those days, when I ate the roadside paani poori
I was immune!
Happy were those days, when there were no e-cards
I wrote love letters
Happy were those days, when I had a shelf and no room
I spent more time with my parents!
Happy were those days, when I was a kid
I had no one saying, “you are not a kid anymore!”
Happy were those days when I did not have a laptop
My hand did not ache when I wrote
Happy were those days when I could be myself
I had nobody to say, “Be a professional!”
Happy were those days, when I was not a “Corporate”
I was not hesitant!
Happy were those days, when I had a cycle
I had places to go
Happy were those days, when there was no google
I used my brain!
Happy were those days, when there was no TV
I read a lot
Happy were those days, when I had no work
I had time for myself
Happy were those days, when I didn’t know love
I was not depressed!
Happy were those days, when I could see the sun rise and set
When I could remain silent and enjoy it
When I could be alone and not cry
Happy were those days, when I was afraid of the dark
I did not prefer it so that nobody saw me cry
Happy were those days, when I laughed till tears came out of my eyes
I did not laugh to hide the tears coming out of my eyes
Happy were those days, when I fought for what I wanted
I didn’t convince myself and move on!
Happy were those days, when I spoke the truth
I did not gulp and lie them, “Not at all! everything’s fine!”
Beautiful were those non A/C rooms,black boards,
broken wooden benches, crampled notes and books,
multiple crushes, love letters
wonderful were my friends, how much I miss them
I was the happiest!
“Oh sweet hearts! Please come back.” I cried
“Will those days come back?
Will I be happy again?” I screamed!
Something within me said -
“Life is a one way journey, no matter how badly you wanted to go back you cannot!”