Happy Teachers Day !!

The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called "truth."

Jk public school is the place which is 80% responsible for what i am, my basic manners, my etiquette's, my dressing, my vision, my thinking...every tiny bit of it..dont know how much good is it or how bad it is , but am sure that no other place would have harvested me better. Teachers which i used to hate during school days, i respect them the most now !!

Every teacher there had something different for us to learn, some taught me how to be perfectly dressed, some taught what is to be like a teacher, some taught patience, some taught basic manners.., some taught how studying can be fun, some taught how to express....none of the lot was a without a lessson...!! I really miss all of them..

Specially the following teachers..

Rama Ma'am

Jyoti Ma'am

Shalini Ma'am

Sujata Ma'am

Though my whole life revolves around my school, i cant forget a teahcer from my college "Parvesha ma'am"

...she just said me one thing on the last day before she left the college.."Rahil, go ahead and give your best...dont care abt the college result...i am taking about your life"

Will never forget that !!

Sometimes i Want to..

gO back 2 d time when getting high meant on a swing. When drinking meant apple juice. When dad was only hero. When love was mom's hug. When dad's shoulder was d highest place on earth. When ur worst enemies were ur siblings. When d only thing dat cud hurt wer wounded knees. When d only things broken wer toys. Whn friends used u for nothing bt borrowing pencils. N whn GUDbye's meant only til tomo. Now memories make us realise life has changed so Much...yet going beautiful thankful !

Sitting alone in my room i often realise how lucky i am too have a such a wonderful world around me...best parents anyone cud ever had, best cousins and best friends...!! And moreover beautiful memories to bind them all !! Dats why sometimes i love to have a quick tour of these !!

This time its school memories..in brief..(will be writing in detail soon)Fighting for the first seat in chemistry class and fighting for the last seat in english class. It was fun, crushes on teachers (bunty-bubli couple ....lolz dont worry if u dont get it, its for my jkps buddies) , bunking biology lectures, chalk fights.., singing weird songs, the tabla on the benches, playing football/cricket in the class..beatin the hell out of the oder person, weird nicknames anyone cud ever imagine...jyanti, aanti, kadu, doru, glodu, rally, !

God damn i hate to believe that those days are over ! Waitin for the day wen the time machine gets invented. Till then i happpy wid my present and desperately waiting for such lovely moments in future..

Bless Ya !!

(This post is yet to be continued...my school memories are not yet over)