Today, in my busy workig schedule, when I have to wakeup to prepare tiffins for my children, get the home cleaning done before my husband wishes me bye and leaves for his office and later , fill in my stuff in a purse and run to catch the 9.20 am bus for my office .As I was peeping out from the bus I fell in a daydream and went to the most wonderful and unforgettable days of my life.
‘Good bye ‘is the hardest thing to say to the best days of your life, where you spend 15 lovely years.
Those days when my mumy use to wake me up,got me ready and dressed me in school uniform, daddy use to dop me to school and waved bbye till I went inside the gate, the sweet chit chat I used to have with my nappy friends. The days when I was learning to be mature, learning very important lessons of life , knowing the world which was new to me, the school days.
I miss all the hop, skip and jump that I used to do on the way to school, running in the corridors just after hearing the last strains of morning bells, playing in the large field of our school, scribbling last pages of note book with rubbish talks and hiding it from the teachers.
Soon I came to the young age , making new friends, having fun in lunch breaks, annoying our teachers but still having respect for them in heart, bunking classes and then escape from school, ordering pizza’s and samosa’s through our gatekeeper and bribing him 10 Rs to do so and fighting on small stuffs.
Enjoy late night parties with friends and introducing our boyfriends to each other. I really miss the late night talks on conference call and hiding a few things from parents though they could snatch my liberty, studies which just started 15 days before exams and then screaming like hell to complete our syllabus, praying to god about the results and finally the happiness of passing, were some wonderful times that I can never forget.
The last day to school, our farewell, the most emotional time for all and the time to say GOOD BYE. Time to say good bye to the best days of my life, say good bye to my friends who were with me in the best and the toughest times of these years, to my teachers who thought us to be right from wrong , to carry on and be strong. We all made promises to stay in touch but a few kept them.
Today, when I see myself successful in all the roles of my life, then be it a wife, a mother, a daughter or a manager, I feel proud and enjoy each and every moment of life, but if I could rewind the time machine, yes I would make my school days, the golden period last forever.
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