We
realize the importance of the school life, generally only after we have passed
out of that phase. It is the time when we generally do lots of stupid stuff and
still have no regrets about it.
It
has now been 8 years since we left that phase and entered the college life. We
school friends were not that much in touch for almost 4-5 years and then thanks
to Facebook and Facebook, we were back in touch. Finally, we thought to plan a
day to School at a time when 20+ friends were back in Amritsar, while generally
they were dispersed in different cities. So, after lots of WhatApp group chat,
we got our plans right and finalized a day. We were so very excited about
meeting the old friends and also meeting our guides/ teachers. And the day
arrived but the weather God was not with us that day. It was raining like there
was no tomorrow. Still, we decided to go ahead with our plan since the next
time we would be together, it would be another year. One of my friends picked
me up from home and it was lots of chit-chaat still being in car and enjoying
the weather outside.
When
we reached School, the friends gang was already waiting for us at the gates to
enter together. As we were entering the lane, a nostalgic feeling started
getting over me. We were all just talking about how much we wanted to get out
of these lanes each day in school and now we were so excited to enter those
lanes. The rain had got transformed into a drizzle now.
As
we entered into the School, since it was still some time for the final bell of
the school to ring, we thought it better to first meet our teachers and then
hang out in the empty classrooms and remember those lovely days. It was a great
experience when few teachers still recognized us, few could recognize with
little hints and the rest of which who could not recognize were the ones who
joined the school later than we left. We also noticed that the school had recognized
our contributions and there were life-size photos of each batch since we had left.
It felt great seeing that picture. We felt quite proud within ourselves when a
couple of our teachers introduced us to the ongoing class as the ‘honhaar bache’
who are now settled into their lives.
But
the real time for us began when we lived that life again after the school time
had got over, as the classrooms were all for us now. We sat on the wooden
benches, chatted about how our lives have changed, used the blackboards to
write our heart out and lot many other things. And yes, not to forget the times
we used to really desire all the days during school, the sports period, we
relived that as well. We played basketball, volleyball amidst the drizzle and
it was great fun. The day brought back so many loving memories for me and I
really wish we do have another re-union at School. Leaving you with a couple of
pictures of the day for you.
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| Sitting on Wooden Benches was Fun! |
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| A Groupie with Teachers |
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| Sprawling Sports Ground in a Lovely Rainy Weather |
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| Yaar Anmulle - Re-United Friends |
That
day definitely made me more closer to the glorious days of my life, my school
life. But not forgetting about the past time, we should always look up to our
high ambitions and make our guides and teachers more proud of us.
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