Down Memory Lane
Very Recently along with the Bunch of Forwarded mails, I got this most beautiful piece of mail that I have ever received and I thought I’ll share with you all.
Believe me every person would have come across the below mentioned experience and let me be a small tool in rewinding your memories.
Program Days Gone by
Main
Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
When we queued up in book depot and got our new books and notes.
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and
Then
Micro tips.
We began drawing with crayons and evolved
to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
We started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to calculators and
computers.
When we chased one another in the corridors in
Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat.
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds,under the trees and even in cycle shed.
When all the colors in the
World, Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
When few played
"kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played
"book cricket" in the
Confines of classroom.
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
When we used to
Watch Live Cricket telecast, In the opposite house in Intervals and
Lunch breaks.
When few rushed at 3:45 to
"Conquer" window seats in our School bus.
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint", "kulfi",
" milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock.
Gone are the days Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days Of the stressful
Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed
holidays after them.
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.
We learnt,
We enjoyed, we played, we won, and we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we
Fought, we thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience , all this and more.
Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a
HI.
Gone are the days when we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't
Work.
Gone are the days when we sat to chat with friends on
grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
Gone are the days where we
studied just to pass.
Now we study to save our job
Gone are the
days where we had no money in our pockets and fun filled
on our hearts
Now we have the ATM as well as the credit card but with an empty
heart.
Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we don’t shout even at home
Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing
now....
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will
be lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever .....
NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO
LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS.
End.
Believe me every person would have come across the below mentioned experience and let me be a small tool in rewinding your memories.
Program Days Gone by
Main
Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
When we queued up in book depot and got our new books and notes.
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and
Then
Micro tips.
We began drawing with crayons and evolved
to Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
We started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to calculators and
computers.
When we chased one another in the corridors in
Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat.
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds,under the trees and even in cycle shed.
When all the colors in the
World, Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
When few played
"kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played
"book cricket" in the
Confines of classroom.
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
When we used to
Watch Live Cricket telecast, In the opposite house in Intervals and
Lunch breaks.
When few rushed at 3:45 to
"Conquer" window seats in our School bus.
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint", "kulfi",
" milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock.
Gone are the days Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days Of the stressful
Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed
holidays after them.
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.
We learnt,
We enjoyed, we played, we won, and we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we
Fought, we thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience , all this and more.
Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a
HI.
Gone are the days when we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't
Work.
Gone are the days when we sat to chat with friends on
grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
Gone are the days where we
studied just to pass.
Now we study to save our job
Gone are the
days where we had no money in our pockets and fun filled
on our hearts
Now we have the ATM as well as the credit card but with an empty
heart.
Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we don’t shout even at home
Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing
now....
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will
be lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever .....
NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO
LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS.
End.
posted by Sathyanarayanan @ 4:27:00 pm
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