Today, as the end of school life draws near...
walking down memory lane...
a glimpse of the bygone days...
as the past flickers by...
as moments turn to memories...
magical mesmerising mystical memories etched in my heart...
a glimpse of the bygone days...
as the past flickers by...
as moments turn to memories...
magical mesmerising mystical memories etched in my heart...
cherished forever...
daily dose of jugguja... :-p
water (and food!) fights... :-)
our reserved table in the library...B-)
the drum beats, the march past...
the Christmas bash...coloured hair...
santa caps...:-p
*sigh*
Standing on the threshold of life...
old spirits surround me...
comforting, familiar, encouraging,
sympathising, enlightening, ever present...
...As the past trails behind...
every red brick with a tale of its own...
each chime of the bell writing history...
Clinging to these very uniforms...
a journey from childhood to adolescence...
a mystery in itself...
As bits & pieces collected over the years are refreshed...
a collage of love & hate...
experiencing a bitter sweet contrast of pleasure and pain...
And yes there is a vast expanse...
with vistas unexplored...
Though there is beauty in age...
by comparison with the beauty of childhood it is nothing...
For many...this is merely 'school life'...
for me it is simply 'LIFE' :- )
The years spent here,
the tears, the smiles, the laughter...
I'll breathe their presence...
...ever after
Good ol' school days...
*sob sob* :-(
* PRANiTi *
daily dose of jugguja... :-p
water (and food!) fights... :-)
our reserved table in the library...B-)
the drum beats, the march past...
the Christmas bash...coloured hair...
santa caps...:-p
*sigh*
Standing on the threshold of life...
old spirits surround me...
comforting, familiar, encouraging,
sympathising, enlightening, ever present...
...As the past trails behind...
every red brick with a tale of its own...
each chime of the bell writing history...
Clinging to these very uniforms...
a journey from childhood to adolescence...
a mystery in itself...
As bits & pieces collected over the years are refreshed...
a collage of love & hate...
experiencing a bitter sweet contrast of pleasure and pain...
And yes there is a vast expanse...
with vistas unexplored...
Though there is beauty in age...
by comparison with the beauty of childhood it is nothing...
For many...this is merely 'school life'...
for me it is simply 'LIFE' :- )
The years spent here,
the tears, the smiles, the laughter...
I'll breathe their presence...
...ever after
Good ol' school days...
*sob sob* :-(
* PRANiTi *
5 comments:
It took be back to my school days, been 7 long years......... I broke emotional after reading it. cheers prankie :)
Thanks for taking me back to the best days of my life............
thanks Prads...thode were truly the days...golden years :)
god...ur so right! school life was so much fun! once you actually out in the jungle u realize what you had n how much you took it fr granted fr the last 14 yrs! :|
its smthn so precious n so difficult to express into word! cheers fr doin it so perfectly! :D
love yr blog! :)
good read...
great work pranku.....as always
^:)^
Awesome poem... n i dont think there is anyone else (from orkut kingdom) who can better understand wat u trying to say here... :)
those were the days... tho it has been half a decade since i left skul i still manage to shed a tear whenever i hear a familiar hymn or even see an old fotograph....
grt writing Pranku... STS will be proud of ya...
loads of love n luck
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