Wind Back

The journey began 21yrs back,when my parents let down the guard and put me to my first school-kindergarten.From then ,there was no going back.The expedition from kindergarten to high school,from making clay toys to making sulphur dioxide,from learning "A-B-C-D" to learning Archimede's principle; will always be etched in my mind as the most enchanting,relaxing and euphoric chapter in my life.

Drinking meant "milk" then.Lunch meant "maggi" in the tiffin.When "hundred bucks" from parents made u feel affluent.The only fear was of "exams".Reaching on time meant 7:30 in the morning,just making it for the school assembly and taking the pledge.Sleeping through the periods, with the notion in mind of covering up the syllabus in the coaching classes.Sports day was the time to get tanned and to be ready with your fake medical certificates.When "christmas" meant a one month long winter break.Riding our new bicycles to school with so much smugness as if driving a mercedes.Calling up friends frantically a day before exams to borrow notes was standard.

When three months of summer vacation was not as much, and a 45min long period seemed eternal and dreary.Chemistry practicals meant setting the slab on fire and physics practicals meant bunking the class. To be called in the principle's office was customary.The only hierarchy found was "juniors" and "seniors" .Waking up each morning, packing the bag and not being fretful at all to look up the time table even once.The only meeting to be taken care off acutely was parents-teachers meeting .When "houses" meant yellow,green,blue and red,"probability" meant maths ,"thou" meant shakespeare and "red ink" meant fail.

School life had its own allure and enthrallment which can never be matched for.I abhorred going to school everyday but loved the fact of catching up with my friends and updating them on any important gossip they had missed on.The only day the whole class was present was the day of getting the class photograph clicked,dressed up all sleekly.Who would have thought that time,as time would dash,all i would be left with will be those photographs as memoirs.Even today,i look at them with just one contemplation and yearning- i want to WIND BACK and live these moments again.