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A flashback to my school days.....

on August 11, 2011 in
Guys/Gals,

Ever stumbled upon an old xmas card handmade meticulously ,fine crafted by your 8th std bench partner..
we had ample time for meaningful friendship(even after homework) coz we were oblivious to facebook greetings(thankfully!)
those days...
when xmas celebrations in school were awaited (to see which teacher is santa this year)
when "best class bulletin board " competitions were held..all the energies were exerted to make OUR bulletin board grand:)
when standing out of class was a source of immense embarassment..so much that your cheeks flushed while you contemplated to skip school next day...
when getting caught for long nails in the regular check after prayers was such-a-big-deal!
when your elder siblings method of teaching maths was ALWAYS WRONG![ coz TEACHER was always right!]
when last-minute cramming was unheard of! Courtesy: everyday homework
when vacations were actually vacations...
when teachers made the entire class stand outside the class for making noise..and we stood[ give it today and they ll have a hard time hunting us:p]
when winning a quiz competition could put you on cloud nine..
when food was gulped down quickly in recess....
when b'days were awaited coz the whole class sang for you..and you preserved extra chocs for your best friend!
when you thought you "fooled" your teacher by mouthing and not reading the poem,the whole class was reciting!
when "call your parents!" and "a remark in the diary" was scarier than jumping off the terrace..
even a flashback to those days is priceless...invaluable..
nothing can ever equate to the riches of childhood...the treasure of schooldays...

PS:- Friendship cards, new year greetings and X-mas cards by my school buddies: Mausam, Snigdha, Rashmi, Sweeta, Kanchan, and Pankaj  took me back...compelled me to flashback to the golden days...
PPS: this blog is dedicated to my ever best buddies i met in my life during my school days...

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Oh friends!!!

on August 08, 2011 in
Our tongues stained pink with the sweetness of childhoods past,
young dreams that played in the sun
and came home with grimy faces and broken knees.

Sweat stinging their lips salty and shiny eyes
Oh the childhood of sweetness past.

Staining dreams gone old.
the pink of sweetness past
in the pink of sweetness spent.

PS: missing my childhood and remembering my old friends of St. Michael's...
PPS: Happy friendship day to my beloved friends who were there in my entire thick and thins.

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