I was going through my stuffs
when found my school uniform,
Immediately slammed the door of closet
I sat down staring it and recalled the school norm,

"WEAR YOUR DRESS PROPERLY", teacher yells
She yelled this same a thousand times at us,
We never cared for those words but waited impatiently
To loosen the tie once we get into the bus,

I still remember our very first class period
we all looked like devoted children,
But it was just after two bells
when in lunch we transform into villains,

"The world's too small to escape"
We shouted in the washroom during a fight,
Eventually the surrounding turns into like a mafia world
when the two teams started being impolite,

One holding the collar of the shirt
while other slapping very tight,
We were then brought before principal
when a teacher's spoon complains about our fight,

"Look at your uniforms", principal warned
adjusting the tie and shirt we apologized,
Enemies suddenly became friends
just to take revenge from the spies,

Corner of the classroom was our favourite spot
where the teacher's spoon was beaten,
No slaps but just the school blazer
we use to cover him in addition punches were written,

I felt something thus put my head up
I saw my school shirt wet from my falling tear,
Aha! I was lost in those beautiful memories
I sighed, looked at my uniform and wished them again to wear....!








© Mimansha Mani