My School!
Do You Feel the Silence?
Gone Are The Days
I really wonder, if could go back and listen the peace at my school again. It’s been long time I sat on benches in class. It’s been long I scribbled on board. I remember my first punishment, I remember her love sight and I also remember how I yelled after reading the mark sheet. How can I forget Nancy? Where is Rajat now? What Preeti is doing? Shilpa is no more…No one cares! It wasn’t just brick-stone building, it was the soul of my ambitions, once I day dream. No one knows me better than my teachers-meager paid but honest. When I walked down the memory lane, I still feel their absence. I owe it to my school; me life long learning. I remember that the fastest thing on planet isn’t wind but our mind. Once, I was populalry called as Murarbaji Deshpande after winning a melee with my bro in school compound. I remember when I was chosen as Class Secretary for first time and also the time, when I was running away from class and got caught. There’s no escape from nostalgia now. We are bonded for forever. Its place I will continue to worship- my school!
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