Its already been a year since our reunion and I cut start (inaguration, I meant) the lines by saying "that day you kill the child in you, you are dead!"....
The one's I remember most vividly, the one's I enjoyed the most, regardless of anyone else's enjoyment or lack of it, one's that stood out from every other routine day for whatever reason... they aren't necessarily in cronological order, I've just written them down as they occur to me...
Remembering my childhood, a favourite thought;
Those are where most of my memories are.
Friendship is all what we sought,
KHO-KHO n KABADDI for fun;
Science,Social,Maths were all what we were thought,
Languages n Poems for pun;
Now that we grew up, its all done;
I wish it did not have to end,
I just want to do it all over again!
These moments captured reminds me every now & then, that.... am as young as I was then, As young as my faith but only as old as your doubt!; my reminiscent of school days contrasts with today's...
I dont draw or paint on papers anymore!
I dont act or sing on stages anymore!
Because for I believe that, old skills never die;
I just have to dust the cobwebs off once & a while.
With my thinking hat on I realised that, In my youth the days were short and the years were long. But, its vice versa now: Years short and days long! Adding to the fact is that years teach much which the days never knew. As I write this down, I am getting late for school... so I better get going..
Shirt tucked in, tie straight;
Shoes polished & socks white.
A quick prayer hiding from peetla's sight!
stand to attention and lead off from right....
and, 
