Life in the little things - School.


        There was something special about monsoon in the childhood days. Apart from the rain and the wind, the outside cold and inside hot, it was another year's beginning at school.

        School wasn't just a word. It was an emotion. It was the time of our lives where much of 'what we are today' was made. I'm sure everyone of you will surely have something to speak about School as me and I'm pretty sure that you would then start recollecting memories so much so that you would get amazed at all the memorable, crazy things you've done.

        Friends made school life, and the moments recollected made everyone feel of experiencing them again. Whether it be the boring classes, the silly fights, the shared lunch boxes, copying in exam, laughing at the same low marks, the culturals, sports, and even farewell - all these still remain fresh in our minds.

        It is however quite interesting to note that friends who promised to be there till the end won't even reply to a text, and those who seemed to be just friends turn out to be the ones who really does care for you. Life happens in between. It's only after school that you really come to know who all are your true friends.

        Moving on, even the unnoticed, immovable objects in school had stories to tell. The board, the benches, the trees, the playground, the garden, the little wastebin figures - each had a story to relate. There was life, even in the little things in school.

        There was more in school that was never thought of while we're there. It's when you move out that you realise, staying there would have been much more better.

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