I saw a picture today on a friend's facebook profile. It was a pic from our classroom days. I closed my eyes and saw myself sitting on the terrace of my house and studying something from a colorful book. It must be some nice story which I cannot remember today or solving some complex maths problem which seems so easy today. When I was in my school, I always wanted to finish off one class and move to another. I so wanted to grow up so quickly. The party on the eve of every last exam of every class was what i waited all year long. It used to be such a lovely schedule. Get up at 7, get ready in a nicely tucked dress , polished shoes. My mom used to put on some hair oil and nicely comb my hair. And not to forget the haircut, the distinctive army cut for 5Rs. Then, rush to the school and stand in the assembly for the morning prayer. Sing NATIONAL ANTHEM and feel so proud everyday. Attend classes all day long and learn something new and exciting everyday. After every 40 mins there used to be a bell calling off the period. We had a very distinctive bell in our school, actually it was not a bell. It was a iron metal piece that was beaten up with a cylindrical iron rod. And then the LUNCHTIME at 11:20 AM. I don't why but i always used to find others' lunch more exciting than mine :). Playing some jack and jill game after that. followed by another 3 hours of classes.
Oh gosh!! the school time. It was so much fun. It's so ironical that in school I used to polish my shoes the night before and today I don even have a polish at home. I can't remember when did i stop caring about it. When was the last time I offered morning prayers? When was the last time I was a child? I think I have become an adult but I need to go back and bring these childish things back in my life...
And yeah, what's the time right now. 5 AM in the morning and no I have not gotten up early, I am sleeping a little late.. This craziness needs to go away. Late Nights should never turn into early mornings :p
Gnite!!
