dwell into memories ,,and dive into events ,,
is what ,my subconscious mind loves to do ,,
Live in those memories and relive in those streets ,
The streets of my classroom ,,
The narrow streets having classes beside ,
That blue and white combination,,!!
Sometimes while sleeping I found myself wondering in those streets
carrying bag and wearing that old fashioned uniform ,,.... The still saw hiding myself from that specks wearing teacher,, her hairs is brown and one thing more I had never saw her smiling !!
I feel myself, standing and gossiping in boys washroom and doing stuff that like fighting and cracking stupid jokes ,,.. with my...