Life started here..
Over the years, everything changed. Building, campus, surroundings, playground.
The school grew and with it, we did as well.
But walking for the first time through a door and witnessing a room full of benches and desks and blackboard and strange faces staring at each other; never new that those will be a part of me and the four walled room will be the world for the coming 14 years of my life.
I got my first guy friend here.
I got my first hand made greeting card here.
I got scared here.
I got bullied here.
And even I got saved here.
I argued with my closest friends,
I played with them.
I fell down and yet stood up with a brave face, hiding my blood soaked socks and helped my friend to get first aid as she was also bleeding heavily.
I came to know that teachers can be friends too.
Whooshing through the knee deep of flood water, enjoyed a rainy day, by playing in the classroom all day through.
Buying new notebooks from the counter to eating from the school canteen;
From grudgingly attending a class because none of my friends were there, to sharing news of my new born baby brother; there are unending memories entangled with each and every brick of this building.
No matter what happens to it in due course of time, it will always be the most exciting 6 years of my childhood!
#StayBlessed
Over the years, everything changed. Building, campus, surroundings, playground.
The school grew and with it, we did as well.
But walking for the first time through a door and witnessing a room full of benches and desks and blackboard and strange faces staring at each other; never new that those will be a part of me and the four walled room will be the world for the coming 14 years of my life.
I got my first guy friend here.
I got my first hand made greeting card here.
I got scared here.
I got bullied here.
And even I got saved here.
I argued with my closest friends,
I played with them.
I fell down and yet stood up with a brave face, hiding my blood soaked socks and helped my friend to get first aid as she was also bleeding heavily.
I came to know that teachers can be friends too.
Whooshing through the knee deep of flood water, enjoyed a rainy day, by playing in the classroom all day through.
Buying new notebooks from the counter to eating from the school canteen;
From grudgingly attending a class because none of my friends were there, to sharing news of my new born baby brother; there are unending memories entangled with each and every brick of this building.
No matter what happens to it in due course of time, it will always be the most exciting 6 years of my childhood!
#StayBlessed
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