(This poem was sent as an email to me by a school friend – Chandan. This is one of the best things you can be gifted on Friendship’s day – fond memories of the past. This piece has made me nostalgic; though it may seem very simple, each word in the stanzas below has a deep meaning associated with it.)
Gone are the days, my Friend…
When
School reopened in June
And we settled in our new desks and benches!
When
We wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers
We learnt writing with
Slates and pencils
Progressed to fountain pens, ball pens and then Micro tips!
When
We had lunch in classrooms, corridors
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When
A single P.T. period in the week's timetable
was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!
Gone are the days
Of Sports Day and annual Day
And the month long preparations for them
Gone are the days
When we used to talk with friends now we don’t have time to say ‘hi’
When we used to chat for hours now we chat in chat rooms
Gone are those days, but their memories will linger in my heart
(‘Cycle sheds’ was probably the word which brought with it many memories. There was this huge shed near the main entrance of our school which was meant for parking cycles and for parents to wait in case it was raining outside. We’ve had so much fun in that shade – be it scouting lessons or Independence Day practice. More on school-life in the next post… Too tired right now.)
Gone are the days, my Friend…
When
School reopened in June
And we settled in our new desks and benches!
When
We wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers
We learnt writing with
Slates and pencils
Progressed to fountain pens, ball pens and then Micro tips!
When
We had lunch in classrooms, corridors
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When
A single P.T. period in the week's timetable
was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!
Gone are the days
Of Sports Day and annual Day
And the month long preparations for them
Gone are the days
When we used to talk with friends now we don’t have time to say ‘hi’
When we used to chat for hours now we chat in chat rooms
Gone are those days, but their memories will linger in my heart
(‘Cycle sheds’ was probably the word which brought with it many memories. There was this huge shed near the main entrance of our school which was meant for parking cycles and for parents to wait in case it was raining outside. We’ve had so much fun in that shade – be it scouting lessons or Independence Day practice. More on school-life in the next post… Too tired right now.)
8 comments:
missing school dear???? im sure you can remember yourself with a over sized bag and a bottle in your neck very well.......yr friend is right.school days are surely the best days of ones life.and very difficult to erase d memories...
How suprising! Except for the scouts thing (which I never participated in), everything sounded so familiar!
Lovely!!!!
Lots of memories flooding back..!
The PT period (..or the games period for me..)was the most awaited part of the weekly schedule, besides Sundays of course!!
School days... hmmm [/nostalgic]
Hmm... those days are really gone..
And this one is so true, but I hate this fact :|
Gone are the days
When we used to talk with friends now we don’t have time to say ‘hi’
When we used to chat for hours now we chat in chat rooms
Yup, sounds familiar to all :-)
Arps We had an off on a Thursday too :-)
Intricate: We all hate this fact, but life has to go on :(
How convenient it is for life to go on, no ? It never stops for you, does it ? sigh
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