My Sweet Box...
Life is a roller coaster ride. It has all the essence, adventure, fun , thrill, sad moments, heart breaking incidents, lots and lots of memories. It's true that memories are like a box of sweets, once we start recollecting, we can never stop ! Just keeps on going . And that's exactly why I'm writing this.
I got a call asking me to write an article about me at present to be included in the school magazine . SCHOOL ! I felt it was just a few weeks ago, but That was a year ago !
Memories flooded my mind. Friends, teachers, little fights, the naughty bunch and all the lazy mornings. How I wish I could go back and get them back !
The day we wished the school would just shut down, all the ghost stories we used to make up about that huge tree in our ground, How group discussions eventually turned into chit chatting groups , how happy we were when we got to sit with our friends...and the endless nonsense talks we used to have, all the unbelievable stories that we told each other, the talent fest week , a reason to roam around in the corridors ; it feels like it was just the other day . How time flies !
I was never a backbencher type but that doesn't I never had any fun ; I just enjoyed watching others doing all masti. I never wanted to do . But now, I feel I should have. How exciting it would have been ? I don't know. My scene was totally different .
I was that nagging complaint box in class, the studious one, teacher's pet, topper, yeah, how IRRITATING I would have been !
Good marks never give you memories , it's all the fun you have ; Can I get those days back ?
I tried getting out of the first bencher girl here but I dont know why , I couldnt .
It's confussing like a puzzle.Maybe that's how I am ! Now that's my conclusion, What about you?
I got a call asking me to write an article about me at present to be included in the school magazine . SCHOOL ! I felt it was just a few weeks ago, but That was a year ago !
Memories flooded my mind. Friends, teachers, little fights, the naughty bunch and all the lazy mornings. How I wish I could go back and get them back !
The day we wished the school would just shut down, all the ghost stories we used to make up about that huge tree in our ground, How group discussions eventually turned into chit chatting groups , how happy we were when we got to sit with our friends...and the endless nonsense talks we used to have, all the unbelievable stories that we told each other, the talent fest week , a reason to roam around in the corridors ; it feels like it was just the other day . How time flies !
I was never a backbencher type but that doesn't I never had any fun ; I just enjoyed watching others doing all masti. I never wanted to do . But now, I feel I should have. How exciting it would have been ? I don't know. My scene was totally different .
I was that nagging complaint box in class, the studious one, teacher's pet, topper, yeah, how IRRITATING I would have been !
Good marks never give you memories , it's all the fun you have ; Can I get those days back ?
I tried getting out of the first bencher girl here but I dont know why , I couldnt .
It's confussing like a puzzle.Maybe that's how I am ! Now that's my conclusion, What about you?
I think being a first bencher and being studious has nothing to do with having fun. It's always possible to do both, and not let them interfere with each other.
ReplyDeletePeople who do both these things often study alone because they don't like to have even the slightest distraction when they're in study-mode.
I think the way things turned out was good, overall. Sure, there were some things I wish I could not do, and other things I wish I would have done, but thinking about that now would itself be a mistake.
I think switching between the first and second bench solves the "first bencher" problem, even if you sit on the first bench 80% of the time and the second bench only 20% of the time.
Thank u for ur comment, but i have a question, dont you feel that being a first bencher and backbencher actually shows two characters , then how can it be in the same person or how can the same person enjoy both.?
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