As The Days Pass Me By
Hi,
Long Time Since I Posted, but was quite busy. From now onwards will try to post regularly. Recently I came across a few things which sent my mind racing. The mixed thoughts can be best summed up as 'Life From A Spectators' View'. Here it goes ....
Gone are the days....
When The school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
When we learnt writing with slates and pencils,
And progressed from fountain pens to ball pens and now E-Pens.
When we began drawing with crayons,
And evolved to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
When we started calculating first with tables,
And then with Clarke's tables,
And advanced to calculators and computers.
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms Drenched in sweat.
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
When few played "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the Confines of classroom.
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer" window seats in our School bus.
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint", " kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock.
Gone are the days ...
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days ...
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.
Of tenth and twelfth standards,
When we Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience , all this and more.
Gone are the days ...
When we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a " HI".
Gone are the days ...
When we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
Gone are the days ...
When we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't work.
Gone are the days ...
When we ! sat to chat with friends on grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
Gone are the days ...
When we studied just to pass,
Now we study to stay in the competition.
Gone are the days ...
When we had no money in our pockets and fun filled our hearts,
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart.
Gone are the days ...
When we shouted on the road,
Now we dont shout even at home.
Gone are the days ...
When we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all...
Gone are the days ...
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and
Ever .....
NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO LIVE
THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS.
Long Time Since I Posted, but was quite busy. From now onwards will try to post regularly. Recently I came across a few things which sent my mind racing. The mixed thoughts can be best summed up as 'Life From A Spectators' View'. Here it goes ....
Gone are the days....
When The school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
When we learnt writing with slates and pencils,
And progressed from fountain pens to ball pens and now E-Pens.
When we began drawing with crayons,
And evolved to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
When we started calculating first with tables,
And then with Clarke's tables,
And advanced to calculators and computers.
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms Drenched in sweat.
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
When few played "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the Confines of classroom.
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
When few rushed at 3:45 to "Conquer" window seats in our School bus.
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint", " kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock.
Gone are the days ...
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days ...
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.
Of tenth and twelfth standards,
When we Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience , all this and more.
Gone are the days ...
When we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a " HI".
Gone are the days ...
When we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
Gone are the days ...
When we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't work.
Gone are the days ...
When we ! sat to chat with friends on grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
Gone are the days ...
When we studied just to pass,
Now we study to stay in the competition.
Gone are the days ...
When we had no money in our pockets and fun filled our hearts,
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart.
Gone are the days ...
When we shouted on the road,
Now we dont shout even at home.
Gone are the days ...
When we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all...
Gone are the days ...
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and
Ever .....
NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO LIVE
THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS.
posted by Cruel Intentions at 12:18 PM
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quite strange, but i too did write smthing like this called 'wonder years'. ..
http://simihegde.blogspot.com/2006/03/wonder-years.html
and also this one- http://simihegde.blogspot.com/2006/03/wonder-years.html
oops... i posted the same link twice. sorry! the other one i was talkin abt was "A 24 year old stops for a moment".
Yeah Yeah, and I am Superman
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