School Dayz..........!!!

Goodmorning.........

Namaste....

Salaam.....

Satshriakaal...........

So there is again sumthing really really spl 4 me n i ope even ol u ppl will njoy it too...........
....its a part of the sweetest memories of my life..........
....its a part of my childhood.....n innocence...........
....its a part of what i m now n wat i ve now...............
....Yep...!!! its a part of me.................

its my School Dayz.......!!!

toh fir ho jaaye flashbak.....................

Long long ago...(jyada nahin yaar ;) ).......there was a little kid....(i feel it still sumwhere mastiyaaing around me...) ........

........oh no...........i dont remember much of dat long ago.......

but ya.....i do remember how i used to ve 100% attendance record in school........
........n ol coz i met so many good frnds(those whose frnshp i cherish evn till date...).......n we ol hade dat full attendance on our cards...

that small gang of five is now dispersed but anyhow we get a chance we r there to make one more lovely day on our calendar..........

we were a grp of five mischeivious , intelligent , smart ppl...........(see m beating my own trumpet now...he he he).......

after school we ol chose different streams owing to which we are in the different parts of the country now.....giving in our best for the professions we chose......

i was olways like a verrry naughty kid in school........

i remember n incident whn there was a cricket match being played in our classroom in a free period (of course wid registers n duster) n whn suddenly a SIX hit the blackboard.......smash........n d board which was actually made out of glass shattered to pieces.......

i was in my computer lab at dat time..........n boooo the stupid games teacher (we used to call him Rancho(frm the serial Raja n Rancho)...the monkey wid a stick in his hand n a whistle hanging around his neck..)......came up n held a list of students involved in the crime............

n wat more it included my name too.........(i wonder if m so good a player !!)

things got cleared up soon as then toh I never had ne control on my anger n i almost faught wid him............

but now it was our classteacher....a crooked lady who asked the culprit to pay for the board.....poor kid hw cud he go up n ask for such a big amt to his parents....just to get a few more punishments.........

finally we ol decided up......n poured in ol our pocket money(the whole class !!).....n the amt was paid n our class teacher...stunned (wat else.......!!!!) at this EKTA shown by us.........(our remarkable unity..gr8 na!!)

n yep we were charged a fine of 1re on speaking 1 word in hindi too.........

hindi se yaad aaya...........ek ma'am thi hindi ki jinko angrezi bolne ka bahut mann karta tha......

aur unka favourite sentence tha........

"both of u two............get out of class..........n stand" (ha ha ha)

n definitely we cud nvr nvr control our laughter.........coz this was ol she evr spoke in english....n jus to make ol realise hw good she was in english she used to throw ppl out of class for no reasons....

aur aur yaad nahin aa raha............

ya we went out for a literacy march once.............dat was gr8...........
among ol schools in d city..our charts were d best..........(wow)

n yes hw can I ever forget my sweet 6th n 7th std class teacher varsha ma'am.........she was so angelic in her personality......pure beauty....laughing eyes.....smiling lips.........we ol adored her........

n then she got married.........n crackkkkkk so many hearts broke........
u kno wat a no of boyz in the class were wishing to get married to her........
n one of them so crazy he was........he used to design wedding invitations [: P](He weds Varsha..)...
Can u imagine........!!!

we ol missed her aftr she left....

i remember........my school..........my teachers........my frns n everything................

ya i miss dat ol..........

it was in my school where i realised the importance of being known.........the importance of havin an identity of your own..........

it was in my school where i got to kno so much.........so much bout the world..........books.........novels............. n everything..........

i wish i can have my school days bak...........

coz...............

"...........................those were the best dayz of my life"

n now i m alone in this 6X6 ka area.............

isske baare mein bhi kuchch kahoon........

ok........

In the confines of the cubicle..
..glowing by artificial lite..
Sippin coffee frm the wendin machine day n nite..
Speakin on the phones in the meeting we sit..Staring at the monitor n the keyboard we hit..
Remembering them while workin on our seat..
This is life for us away frm our loved ones........

today we are Software Professionals !!!


missin school..........
missin u ol frns......
here i am........

.....the volatile !!!!