After a long summer holiday, Schools are ready to reopen,
On first day of school we rush to catch the favorite bench, and put a seal mark on it like this is my property only,
All book stores are filled with the students, and start to shortage of books,
We all trying to get new pens and pencils and also new bag, But Dad will accept few of them,
It is very difficult to woke early and get ready for school,
Always wishing to god to get Two Sundays in week and no Monday,
Most of time getting late for the school and catching the bus in hurry,
Taking a small run to reach on time,
After having a small chat with friends going to the Morning prayer,
But there also we are busy with some masti,
We start with the slates and slowly, slowly we progress to the pencils and then Fountain Pens, and lastly Micro Tips!
We learn drawing, singing and music to express our feelings,
My first drawing was with chocks and then crayon, after that color pencils and sketch pens, then Poster colors,
We use tables to calculate the sums,
On intervals, all friends are gather in same place, where we are free to take a food and talk,
We chat about the any program or TV channels or movies or any other issues,
Once food is completed then spend a rest of time to play some games or simply chatting with friends,
Once bell is ringed we run towards the classroom, with drenched in sweat!!
We always prefer to draw some image on bench,
We decorating the classroom with charts and posters,
We love the P.T. period and always waiting for that, because in that period nobody stop us to play,
Having lots of craze to cricket that we use note book as bat and making ball with the socks,
Apart from the Cricket we also involve in “Kabadi” and “Kho-Kho”, Doing the constant practice to improve skills in that,
When period is boring then we use to play a book cricket or football with friends,
Some time taking a good sleep in busy class room,
We never so serious for the study, but in games we are so serious that we never want to loose any game,
Our seriousness to game is so deep that we do lots of cheating to win,
If we lost then we always fighting with opponent and remark them as – “Saal Who tho cheater hai”,
And decide not to play again with him, but next day story is same,
We are true fan of cricket match, whenever the live match is going on, then we stop there only and keep stand there for more then hour,
We never think about the place, whether, we stand in fort of house window, or TV shops or try to listen radio commentary,
When final bell is ringed then all rush towards the bus stand to catch the window seat,
Though I am not using the bus service but still running with the friends to have fun,
We use to buy “Kulfi”, some “chats”, “Bhel”, “Imali”, “Sharbat”, “Bore”, “Peru”, or “Channa”, while moving towards the Home.
We Walk in Groups and cover whole footpath, it is like walking with the gang who are not from D gang,
On road we shout, we do masti, we fight, but never walk quietly,
We always participate in all the function of school,
No one want to loose any competition and all have same aim to become winner,
Once exam days are declare, from that day parents and teachers start to pressure from Parents and teachers side,
We are having tough competition with the scholars, and always trying to beat them,
All games are stopped till exam over and putting full efforts to pass the exam,
Once it completed then we get a few holidays,
On holidays we have lots of fun with the family and friends,
We have the school picnic and camps.
Once date are declare for picnic, from that day we start to pressurize to get permission from the parent,
On picnic or camp, whole day we spend with the friends and only playing the games and no study,
At the end of day end we get tired but while returning to home we sing and play in bus,
We always give some pet names to Teachers who are not like by us,
We always hate Maths and History, Both are boring and tough,
On age of 13 we had first crush,
Still remember the face of first girlfriend and love,
And we try to behave like mature person, face get red when she pass,
Every year we have same story in different type,
Life was so colorful, that are unique never match to the old days,
We spend almost 15 years in schools,
We grow here,
We learn here,
We got good friends here,
We got good teachers here,
We got the new family here,
We played here,
We fought here,
Many times we cried here,
We did lots of fun here,
We made Gang here,
We live with them,
We learn the group effort here,
We imagine here and express here,
We did all the things here only,
In 24 hours we use to spend almost 5-6 hour here only,
We learn to work in groups,
This my school day story what is your,
May be same or slightly different,
But what now,
Today We are live with hi-tech mechanism and my wallet is full of credit cards and money but do not have a fun like that,
But that time we have limited fun and no money in hand but we live a tension free life her only,
Though I do not have a tension of Exam but I having something bigger then that, which stolen my sleep and smile,
Those days we smile like anything and now we cry like anything,
Now all are busy to build there career, and we do not have any pure friendships like those we had in schools,
But buddy life is not over, try to recover those friends and come in contact and have fun like ealier.
Words from Heart