Struck 09:00 AM… I enter my classroom…class XII… go near the window…open it. As I sit jump and sit on the adjoined slab, I hear a shriek of laughter…a blow sound…then following it the hustle of ongoing juniors’ queue by the corridor. Illusions , I call them… because today I am 18, moving out of this room, this school and finally out of this school life. I am just a visitor to this room which used to be my second home…my dwelling place…!!! My gang of girls…my bunch of boys…my big cluster of bestest ever friends…the entire horde of Hartmann….aaaahhhh …I shall miss them !!!
Exams are over and we are busy in preparing for our future…can we forget the past?
The back-benches…the share of tiffins…the mob at the canteen…those bunks in the lavatory…that clash with the class rivals…threatens to laughter to happiness to help to smiles to tears to…today’s reminiscence, as we all depart.
Stepping in the blank corridors of my second abode… I see my class…once filled with the noise of our monkeyshines, the smack of the teachers…the hoots of the back benchers… the tears we cried with our friends…the moments of loudest mirth with our friends…the scare behind laughs when we see 10/70…exchanging glances during lectures…exchanging smiles with our partners… Yes!!! We had the best moments of life unfolded, kept right in front of us to cherish and to adore and to live!
My sweetest love and care to everyone … friends as well as enemies… cheer conquer cherish…. Adios !!!
Lotsa Love… yours Sin
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