Gone are those days...

gone are those days...
when in June the school re-opened
And with a smile we welcomed the rainy season,

when there were new shoes,new bags,new books,
And wen we stood curiously in those long curvy queues..

when the day began with "in the name father"
& ended with a chorus of "vande mataram" a tribute to our mother.

When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
And when thursday was awaited more than anything else.

Wen pens,slates,pencils & crayons were our valueable possesions,
And teachers wooden scale was a dangerous weapon!!

When we chased one another in the corridors in reccess.
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.

When we had our tiffins,yet grabbed a vada-pav
And when sumone asked for a bite we wud say "chalo chalo aage jaao"!!

When we played cricket with writing pads as bats,
with papers,neckties and socks rolled into balls.

When we never knew our time-table chart,
But days we had our P.T period we knew byheart!

When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast in the adjacent houses,
And each wicket and six was followed by our noises!!

The little fights we had were soon forgotten,
The biggest mistakes were quickly forgiven.

Gone are the days of Sports Day, and the annual Day ,
And the long preparations for them all day..

Gone are the days of the stressful
Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most apprehensive OPEN DAY..
Which was followed by our long holidays...

We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
Through out those years U were not just U,
And I was not just ME,
But it was always 'WE' !!

Gone are the days we will see them never..
But memories of that wonderful past will linger in our hearts forever & ever!!!!!