As the advertisement of Axis Bank says, 'Badhti ka naam Zindagi', life is surely about moving on. When I first stepped in 12th - the last class of school phase, the passed out students warned us that whatever the situation you may be in, don't forget to have the fun to the extent of even getting expelled. But we didn't....at least I didn't. Should have bunked more and should've spent more time with friends are the only things going around in my mind. And now that I'm constantly going to school for attestations and all that further process for admissions, I'm constantly reminded of how my first year in my Alma Mater sounded like. Because now I can't 'feel' like that. There are just sounds reminding me of the ambiance of the school days.
The rhythm of the school bell. And the memories associated with it. We knew what it would mean by continuous ringing and what boring mood we would be in if it just rang three continuous bells. And that's it. We would be lurking in the washroom with our earphones plugged in to bunk English period or run to the grounds and go where no one could watch us and even sit up in the class's cupboards to hide.. Canteen was the best part as a special memory is associated with it where we were even caught by our class-teacher eating after recess timings. The special menu which was not special everyday but with friends everything seems interesting. And teasing continuously to someone who was always our target felt like ragging someone although that sounds silly.
Recently, when I with my two friends was travelling to Churchgate for applying up for our admissions in various colleges, there was a time when it was raining heavily and we were just discussing who loves this rainy and chilly weather and who doesn't. The odd person out being only me by leaving the driver because his opinion wasn't considered. Suddenly when a splash of water covered the windshield of the car, Debjit - the humorous friend that we have had for the past two years felt that the water actually splashed on him and squeaked like a mouse and swept his hands to cover him. That was the moment we were waiting for as the ride became boring when we lowered our heads onto our mobiles. I wonder what would I do in my future without them and who will bring a smile on my face at my worst.
May be new friends will do the same but 'dost purane hi acche hote hai'. Trying to move on but to just 'remember' the best things in life isn't what I am able to do, To relive them? Yes, surely that would be great.