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those days...
Today, I just woke up wih a dream meeting all my friends after years... I could remember the day when I just entered my school with mom holding her hands very tightly that she would never leave me and go, till the class she came and left me to the class teacher and said byeee...
I could remember my cry when this happened and the same cry I could hear when I turned around those were my friends I just met them when we all cried together when we joined to tht heaven... Our favourite teacher giving advice when we don't want to be here and those support from them when we get scolding for our mistakes...
Those celebrations for Children's day, Diwali, Spots day, Annual day etc and when we get chance for the assembly speach, those pen fights, paper ball, hand cricket, rockets which we all made with papers... those punishments for not completing the works, outstanding for coming late, outing and bunking the classes after lunch and getting permission for sports and culturals...those scribblings in the bench, back wall of theschool, canteen, school magazines....Those arguments for extra marks in our paper and those bottle fights, water fights... When we think ourself as a senior most in the same school and rag our juniors but still support them when others are against to them...those canteen accounts and those fights and bets for those yummy foods....the feel that we are not going to be here after this year and those attachments with our own teachers as our best friends and parents...the first crush and the first love in school will be the most beautiful memories ever found in our life... When I got up I could remember all these in front of my eyes and thought that even when we leave the school we cried together and left the school saying byeee... I could remember even this day I cried for leaving this heavenly place and just turned around looked back those same friends crying in the same way when we all cried on the first day of joining the school by catching our hands together with our teachers that we aren't leaving this heavenly place...
The moment maybe temporary but the memory is permanent...
MILLIONS OF MEMORIES
THOUSANDS OF JOKES
HUNDREDS OF SECRETS
JUST IN ONE SCHOOL...
Missing those days...
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I could remember my cry when this happened and the same cry I could hear when I turned around those were my friends I just met them when we all cried together when we joined to tht heaven... Our favourite teacher giving advice when we don't want to be here and those support from them when we get scolding for our mistakes...
Those celebrations for Children's day, Diwali, Spots day, Annual day etc and when we get chance for the assembly speach, those pen fights, paper ball, hand cricket, rockets which we all made with papers... those punishments for not completing the works, outstanding for coming late, outing and bunking the classes after lunch and getting permission for sports and culturals...those scribblings in the bench, back wall of theschool, canteen, school magazines....Those arguments for extra marks in our paper and those bottle fights, water fights... When we think ourself as a senior most in the same school and rag our juniors but still support them when others are against to them...those canteen accounts and those fights and bets for those yummy foods....the feel that we are not going to be here after this year and those attachments with our own teachers as our best friends and parents...the first crush and the first love in school will be the most beautiful memories ever found in our life... When I got up I could remember all these in front of my eyes and thought that even when we leave the school we cried together and left the school saying byeee... I could remember even this day I cried for leaving this heavenly place and just turned around looked back those same friends crying in the same way when we all cried on the first day of joining the school by catching our hands together with our teachers that we aren't leaving this heavenly place...
The moment maybe temporary but the memory is permanent...
MILLIONS OF MEMORIES
THOUSANDS OF JOKES
HUNDREDS OF SECRETS
JUST IN ONE SCHOOL...
Missing those days...
© All Rights Reserved
