I am terribly missing those days.... and those friends...those teachers.... my bus... my desk.... my school bag... my broken compass which i used for 6 long years... those mondays.... that homework which we did the next morning in class making it classwork..... those simple competitions..... those sports days.... those projects.... my uniform.... those free periods... that basketball, volleyball court........ the timetable.... the time we waited for the period to get over.... the corridors... the staff rooms... those wonderful mornings.... the tree below which we had breakfast.... that craft class.... the homework diary......
I am terribly missing those days.... and those friends...those teachers.... my bus... my desk.... my school bag... my broken compass which i used for 6 long years... those mondays.... that homework which we did the next morning in class making it classwork..... those simple competitions..... those sports days.... those projects.... my uniform.... those free periods... that basketball, volleyball court........ the timetable.... the time we waited for the period to get over.... the corridors... the staff rooms... those wonderful mornings.... the tree below which we had breakfast.... that craft class.... the homework diary......
Gone are the days of childhood
Gone are the days of free laughter Gone are the usual faces
Gone are your best friends
Gone is your naivety Gone are the silly rivalries
Gone are the rumors
Because we are no longer
Children we are
Now young adults