10 December 2010
11:45 pm
Today, I realize my school life has come to an end and its only at the end we realize how beautiful the beginning was. I've spent two whole years in Vedavyasa. Never knew how time ran, it still surprises me. Sitting in the class, listening to the lectures of the teachers rose tears in my eyes, they were forcing me to face the fact that its the turning point of our life and we are no more those children who are to be taught and taken care of. The wings have grown, now what matters is the strength you apply to reach your destination. Sitting at the back bench, I visualized the day when I first entered the school, fresh faced and not knowing a kid nor the rules and regulations of such an auspicious and reputed school. Those days came into my vision when the children of our class united and we called ourselves XI A. I searched among all the students for a crazy bunch, where I could be myself as well take my academics along. Those days are still cherishable when we stopped by the shop to have a drink of lime, those daily treats, birthday specials, sneak-peak clicks of the camera, our onam celebrations, annual day practices, sleeping in the class with the name of a headache or stomachache, blabbering utter nonsense in the class room under the name of discussion, enjoying our snacks during the smart classes, looking around for help when the teacher picks on us, mimicking our beloved teachers in their absence, little- little pranks on every kid, passing around those little pieces of important information, shortly chits, writing our exam papers with great concentration onto our neighbors paper, following the principle of mutual understanding and a little of gymnastics, coming out of the examination hall with great relief and inquiring how well have you done the paper, in order to assure yourself that you pass, the ever helping hand of our text book was the only source of truth we could rely on. All those funny names with which we teased each other and at last our seniors who tortured us to death under the name of ragging. It was a year which gifted us with great friends despite all our losses. When we entered the crucial year, our teachers warned about the consequences we are yet to face and so did our principal in his own style, “did we care???”, a question that I still ask. Time ran with our hectic special classes, extra classes, entrance coaching’s, tuitions and exams, entertainment was a fade memory. Having the sword on top of our heads and running to catch hold of the daily homework’s and assignments, which were assigned to be done from home and brought to class the very next day, was done by us during our morning special or during the periods and intervals, despite all this with proud we did say that we submitted it on time, in fact it was just useful for those who had that extra time to spend, those were the ones we titled as nerds. Then rushed in the time of records, writing, writing, writing, day and night writing, it was the only thing for which a helping hand could not be sought. The lengthy periods spent in our laboratories were worth while, damaging our own property (schools property is our property). The galvanometers and meter bridge, whose lives we tortured and were supposed to be in working condition until we stepped our feet into the lab. The rams and usb’s who ran for their lives when we came to operate. It was comical yet still the incidents were worthwhile. Finally the day came when our life long strike showed its fruits, when the tour was called on. Later on the old bonds between us friends started to loosen because new bonds were under construction. Its said that old is gold but do you think the new generation is interested in gold? So there goes a year of fun into everlasting tears and scars that still remain unhealed. We took every chance to enjoy, never left one, expressed our love every way we could. Never did I know that emotions could predominate our academics. Cakes, pastries and sweets were the last part of our buffet. When the time rose to peak I realized even we have our goals to achieve. Made set my mind that the new year would be dedicated just for my academics and I’ll make sure to make my parents and teachers proud of me.
