Sometimes i wonder why does time move on, and that too, so fast……..

its been years though but seems like yesterday, when i use to be tensed about the terminals about to start……

about having to study and skipping my favorite cartoon show for the next few days……

about going through stupid history lessons and tryin’ hard to concentrate in class when there’s a splendid table tennis doubles match just outside my class ……

about the uncertain future and planning new things everyday……

about the uncertainty whether dad’s gonna ask “what happened in maths?” before signing the result card……

about all the trivial things that use to go round and round the school…

but now i consider myself the unluckiest guy around not to be tensed about such wonderful things…

things have changed and changed a lot……

i dont have any classes to bunk……

i dont have through those timid history lessons and those medieval pictures on which were embossed moustaches and beard courtesy our gang…

i miss those days…
days of uncertainty…
days of sheer fun…
days of dreams…
days of school….

Sometimes i wonder why does time move on, and that too, so fast….

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  1. this one almost brought tears in my eyes…the most carefree days..though life was full of many other problems..but guess those were the best days..it reminds me of the song..Those were the days my frndwe thought they’d never end…

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  2. were u talking about school days?we sail in the same boat man…school days are so memorable. i get nostalgi c whenever think about them!those days of sheer fun! u r right about that!

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