BaCk To ScHoOl

While having a conversation last night with my perfectly brilliant chum, who was complaining for spending extra hours in office all these days due to a company process, a sudden chord hit my mind. Well, the reason for his working overtime was something called “Back To School”. And those 3 words made me write my next post!

SCHOOL- Those are probably the best days of everyone’s life. Now that my school days are a distant memory- but still they have the power to bring out a smile on my face when i’m least expecting it.

It was a perfect training ground for life, a world brimming with possibilities. School was the place where we all began to socialize with other kids, learnt to rub along (even though we often couldn’t bear to be in the same room together). This was where we learnt to share our stuff (pencils & erasers, to start with), this was where we formed friendships that sustain for a lifetime. Not to forget mentioning, the prospect of new beginnings!

As the month of April dawned, it was beginning of a new academic session and time to enter into a new class..One step up the ladderJ There was a certain ritualistic joy to the whole routine. The buying of new books, sitting down and covering them with reams of brown paper,then sticking on a label with name & class clearly marked out; a new pencil box filled with a variety of pencils and yes, a slightly larger uniform! The newness persisted in almost everything. There was a different classroom, and the chance to bag a better seat. There was jostling to ensure that all the best friends were seated next. There was some excitement at the thought of meeting the new class teacher, & much speculation about how nice or strict she would be. Then, there were the lessons themselves, comprising of completely new information. All told, there was a sense of making a fresh start. It didn’t matter if u scored a mere 50 in science the last year, the next time you could jump to a 100!

Most interestingly, there were a huge clash of personalities. The cool kids, the witty & the charming ones who didn’t bother to engage much; the teacher’s pets who used to spend all their time flattering; then were the ones who always had their hands up with the right answers. These were the kids who topped every exam- and then said how they simply couldn’t understand it, given they hadn’t even studied for the damn thing.

School was not just about learning, it was the place where we made never ending friendships, did our share of mischievous activities, got thrown out of the class, skipped doing homework, occupied the last bench & tried the level best to disturb everyone, had our first crush, began to write diaries, shared our lunch boxes and the list goes on......

There was a sense of excitement in every glimpse of that wonderful life. We all might have had a few stroppy mites of our own during school days- for having to study, for having to wake up early each morning, but that was one best phase life could ever offer. Because it was school and these memories become more and more remote with each passing year, i still continue to love them. And of course, those days did not bring along with them, the concept of OVERTIME, as this corporate world does!