ok ok...this is not about cricket....I know India won the match and the
match was really superb...my congratulations to the team....but this is
about me...my old school...where I spent 11 yrs of my school
life....the place where I became me....well..I changed my school after
I completed my class 7Th...but couldn"t get that school off my
mind....missed the teachers,my friends,the corridors and
everything....well when I left my school,it was under
construction...now it has quite changed if u look from
outside...today...I don"t know what happened to me...I decided to go to
St. Joseph"s(my old school) after my exam got over..(to tell u,I m in
class 11)...ok...I reached Joseph"s at 11:17.Precisely.I asked the
reception to let me go and meet teachers in there...they asked me to
wait till 11:30 coz an exam was going on....neways...I stood on the
stairs of the school...just in front of that is the school gate...so I
could see children going out after completing their respective
exams....wow!!!there was our PT sir,commanding children to move in
straight queues....ohhhh!!!! I remembered my days...when he used to
give the same instructions....then I met some of my oldest
frnds...God...they had changed a lot ...but not as much that I could
not recognise them....I could...we all talked for 5-10 mins and they
went their way and I went inside the school....well the staff room had
changed,so I had to search for it a bit....when I reached in front of
the staffroom, I just stood there...I don"t know what made me just stop
there and look in....there I saw my best of best
teacher.........oooooooo.....my old moments just came flashing in my
head.....then one of the teachers recognised me and I went in....there
was a total silence....to tell u the truth..it did make me
nervous...talked to the teachers...about everything...it was an amazing
experience....I am getting nostalgic:-(...I just love my school....a
teacher asked me if a was enjoying Dav(present school)...then I thought
that the 3 yrs spent in Dav could never ever take place of the 11 years
at spent there....same corridors,same arrangements....it was all the
same....just the playground had improved and the school got constructed
to its whole....old memories...they never die...I never thought that I
wud miss Joseph"s as much as I do....I love u Joseph"s ....I can never
forget u...those were the best days of my life....seriously....well...I
cant say weather leaving that school was for good or for bad....I made
my best friends here in Dav...I learnt many things here...I know now
how much it pains leaving your roots....teachers who still remember
me...students who still miss me(well..cant say exactly about
that!!!)...I never expected such an overwhelming response....I was
almost on the verge of crying...I remember...as I was climbing the
stairs,I felt my legs trembling....I roamed in the corridors for some
time...sat on the benches and I could feel it....I remembered how we
used to bunk classes in lieu of annual preparations....how we used to
clatter around the canteen....how we used to curse the pt teacher for
his 1 hour morning exercises on each Saturday...how we used to arrange
the bulletin boards of the class(there used to be this competition
every month...class arranging the best bulletin board would get a
prize)....touching those window panes again from where we used to look
into the playgrounds....the long lost sensation,that feeling was
back.....I think if I had stayed back and dindt change my school to
Dav,I would never had cared for Joseph"s...DAV gave me some of the most
loving moments and friends which will last till the end of my
life.....still..ST.JOSEPH"S..I LOVE YOU...jst want to say this"bhula na paoongi un dinon ko"