Although there‘s much more to see, many moments to be kept in the sac of memory. But this, ending of school life, brings end to an era, brings end to childhood. The memory of my Father taking me to school for the first time still hits me like, it happened yesterday only. I still remember the joy of coming home after school. I was weird, aggressive and stubborn as a kid but it all ended with the time. I never had this feeling that with end of my weirdness, aggressiveness, stubbornness the best part of life will be ceased. There were days when everything was new. From learning alphabets to learning rhymes, from learning numbers to learning names of creatures, from getting excellent on homework to submitting classwork before others. I remember reading out loud the rhymes and stories in a cadenced way. I remember how i used to step inside the school earlier to get the front seat and then put copies on side benches to reserve seats for friends. I remember the fun we used to had when the classroom was put under control of seniors on absence of class teacher. I remember peeping around the other classes when my teacher used to stand me out for not getting the homework done. I remember when we had to sing song or deliver dialogues of Bollywood movies during extra classes. That part was one of the best because that was the only moment when we were all free with the teacher and used to had fun around them. Particularly my favourite part about school life was of classes during rainy season. Running out of class, seeing our school ground turn into pond, shouting out loud with entire class. I remember how frolic those moments used to be.
Time flies hastily. From listening rhymes to loving old Bollywood melodies, from lullabies to deep melancholic poetries of Mirza Ghalib and Jaun Eliah, from bringing tiffin to rushing to canteen to get samoosas for friends. Everything changed in between. There are so many reminisces which brings tears as well as smile. As the time passes by, moments become memories buried somewhere down the lane. And nothing can ever steal those memories no matter where i go or what i become in future.