The longer u look at the eyes of a girl...


     I WISH WHETHER I COULD HAVE MY SCHOOL DAYS ONCE AGAIN
 
 
The first memory that I have of school is the
sound of my small feet on the wet ground as I
stepped out of my yellow school van.. The rain water splashed around me
as I trode down the walkway towards what would be
my new school. But not only was it a walkway to the
school, but a walkway to the rest of my life.
Little did I know that time, but this path would
bring me to where I am now, a college student.
 
Unsure and uncertain of what my future holds
and what surprises await me on this path. The only
things I retain are the lessons that I have learned
along the way which have molded and shaped
me into the person that I am today. The most
memorable period of my life was when I was a school boy.
For me,sweet are the memories of the school
days,Deep are the impressions of school-life
and unforgettable are the experiences in
schooldays. On occasions, the whole chart of
memorable moments in my school-life appears as a hazy mist in front
of my eyes,loaded with feelings and emotions. I spent the first ten years of my
childhood in a small and beautiful village.I used
to attend the school regularly. I used to study all
the subjects really well too. But mathematics was my
favourite subject. I used to score the highest marks
in it and never missed my top ranks. I was also
interested in elocution and took part in
competitions. 
 
 I still remember my kindergarten buddy Naveen, sorry, i
actually forgot his lastname..I had a wonderful
time with him..he used to crack jokes..Being an
NRI, he used to bring a lot of chocolates for
me..interestingly, he used to call me Akki...well, i
liked him calling me that.. Friends were
plentiful and life was all about, fun, fun, fun...
Now,i ,being a B.techian, if you ask me to define
my school life in a sentence,my
answer would be "School life is a preparation,sort of a training
to face the challenges and lessons that the bigger school
called life will offer us once we are out of our
schools".. I still remember my first hindi
class,when my teacher Miss Monisha wrote
some hindi alphabets on the blackboard and
ordered her students to copy them to the
notebook.,for me those alphabets were like
monsters..n i cried..she came near me n'
hugged,she ran her hands through my hair...she
taught me to write the first hindi alphabet
'अ'..Later, i hav'nt seen her again after my first
standard...
2002, was a special year for me..I began to
participate actively in school events..elocutions,r­
ecitations and all...The youth festival of that
year was something special to me.."Every school
youth festival brings a lot of nostalgia. 2002, it brought
a lot more as it was conducted in LFPS kollamula. I
have my best time at any youth festival. I miss
those lovely days and how I wish I could go back
to the stages and compete with the best
talents..I was the highest individual scorer of
the youth festival and was selected as the '
Kalaprathiba' of my school..

Years went on...Slowly i began to lose the rythm and momentum
of my journey...Life was being dedicated to
friendship..Friends became a higher priority in my life
than my parents...i could feel my
character change from that of an innocent boy to a cheeky
youngster..Crushes, haha...though not strong
enough to disclose it to that girl., Another reason for that was
that I feared my headmaster..
" The longer you look closely at the eyes of a
junior girl,faster will you be in the principals
office.."
haha...all those memories...i wish i
could live those moments ,those days and those years once again..
When you grow up, you will have many different
lives. However, school life is the best time in
our lives,especially the period from your 1st
standard till 7th, when we experience physical
development, emotions, friendships, relationships,
and gain newfound knowledge
I finished my highschool with gud %..But higher
secondary was like a period of games and
fun...many changes.. "da sachin" to
"machanae"...." chetta" to "bro"...' thumbs down
'to yet another brand new symbol...and it goes on...
Today,as i am writing this ,what i miss the most is my
second last bench with my best buddies,cracking
jokes(*censored ), an afternoon sleep during the
class hours, and many more....
If god gave me a chance to live a day once again
that i had already lived..i am happy with every day
of my school life. Each day holds a treasure chest of memories for me......












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