Talking of the old memories....schools play the largest part of it....history is all abt school n school is all abt history....friends, girls in special.......memories are fantastic if they are given by those who stay with u forever....jus moments that i cherish in my life are all those coming form the kendriya vidyalayas......the school that gave me a stand in the real world...even though i had schooling from a small place far off the limits of the modernised world outside....but the way they carved me was fairly good enuf that till now i can give my own stand anywhere and everywhere i foot upon......trust me small places have a lot in them a learn.....may be the best part of my schooling was the green nature i grew with....full tall grasses and fresh trees around...and the nature has always a say in ur world....
speakin of friends and dear ones ... i miss almost each one of them....everyone has given me memories to cherish....a life that i wil always look back and thank them for..... n specially those who are stil with me stil hanging on with my crap ideas...i salute them for being so patient and so very beatiful to me in supporting me with all my decisions....
life has had dramatic changes since then..the boy to man....the chidhood to adulthood..the naivety to perfection..the half to full...the then to now....some wonderful moments have come and gone....but when i look back to the schools, the coll has been only a part of the ocean of my memories compared to school....WOW what a life was it...staying home...best of foods...classes ... tutions...those late late maths classes...till 11.30pm...the life of being in the NTPC townships....the peace around u....the chill sand on which u cud rest for the whole night in those hot dry summers...times when u can go out anytime in night and neednt worry any1 restricting u from dong anything...the freedom of riding bikes...unicorn...those lanes where u can actually sit al night n gossip open heartdly to ur best of friends....
then morning u wake up early just to find out that ur late to ur 1st class at school....n also that u have to go and command the morning assembly...give the pledge...."all indians are brothers and sisters" simultaneously gazing at some pretty looking chick....damn life was at its peak of fun...a life anyone wud love to have....
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with times to come....tides fade off.....but trust me this blog never will......
to be continued.........
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dramatic...
"Those good old days once gone; will never come back."
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