| A gust of memories blew me Twelve years back, to the shore, from where I am watching my school days, all the happenings in front of my eyes of which I was a part one day... preparing for music cluster, participating in Art cluster, practicing for sports cluster, rehearsing for Youth Parliament; the last moment study before entering the examination hall, long line of mess, waiting to receive monthly items, Assembly counting, Navodaya prayer, mass Punishment, Strikes, Parades, Morning exercise, small fights, parents day on the 1st Sunday of every month, Funny bets, bunking classes, illness drama, creating nick names for buddies, watching TV on Sundays, Hiding homemade snacks during random check by wardens..... where are those days somebody plz bring back...... |
