Good Old School Days ...

This field exists no more !!!

Taking a walk down the memory lane ... is something what many of us do... sometimes purposefully, sometimes not. In most of the cases, we longingly look back at the past and wish if we could literally have "yesterday once more". 

Today, much unlike Calcutta, the weather in the evening was quite bearable, there was even a low and cool breeze out there. Like all other hopelessly romantic bongs, I was suffering from my quota of Nostalgia.The world suddenly seemed more beautiful, than actually it is... I started loathing my "single" status (which I ,generally, kinda enjoy)... even the dullest of the trees stranded in its solitary repose seemed to harbour birds and bees... ugliest of the hags appeared to have a charm of her own... so on and so forth.

And they sang...

In such a backdrop, I realized how much the life has changed... back at my school days, I used to have fair  amount of heart aches and heart breaks, which was obviously more than the permissible limit for a normal human being. But at the same time I used to have a good quantity of quality friends and ample time to heal my love troubles and  heart wounds. It is not so surprising that today, I do not have many friends in my vicinity, who can be readily found for soothing my wounds but, it is astonishing that nowadays I have altogether stopped having such heart aches and heart breaks !!!!

I remember a particular day at my school, probably, then I was a student of 10th standard... we had a daring person as a friend, lets name him as Mr. K... This Mr. K had an affair with a girl from standard 7.... on the morning of the Valentine's Day, the girl was upset, as K could not meet her since he was standing in front of the principal's room, being punished for some childish notoriety....

 the Blogger n Arghya Sarkar  ...

When K came to know about her girl being upset... amidst a full running school, right in the middle of the third period, he stormed into the class... rummaged his bag... brought out a present... once again stormed back to the front door of class 7 and like a typical Bollywood hero of 1980s ... burst into a mixture of odd noises (purportedly a song)... OH HO HO CHANDNI... AYA HAY TERA DIWANA....

 Summer of ' 99

Few Memories die hard...

Nanda Sir (Our the then vice Princi) came running out of the adjacent class room... tugging at K's ears with all his might.... as if his life was depending on those innocent pair of ears that the Almighty was pleased to give K, perhaps, as a parting gift ...trying to pull K back from the door of class 7... I was one of those lucky threes...who had eye witnessed the whole incident on the pretext of drinking water from a nearby aquaguard... some of my friends are still of the opinion that I along with the two other of my friends... were the main culprits who had conveyed K the information that how pitifully upset his girl was, and successfully instigated K to his next doom of seven days' suspension....

I can come out with the names of the other two.... if they agree not to kill me for this ;)

Washed by Time... yet Etched in Memory !!!

Signing out for now... till then .... KEEP FLYING !!! :)