Last two days of class 9....!

I woke up at 7 am and started getting ready for my school. I reached the school and discovered that very few people came today. As exams are knocking the door, so all were busy studying at home. The first two classes were damn boring. We played games like antankshari and many others so as to kill time. Then came the recess. At recess we all went mad and started giggling over stupid conversation. Then sachin (the brat of our class) started playing cricket with duster and daily record. We all save ourselves from getting hurt by the duster. Earlier he had aimed me and I was aware of the real pain of that fucking duster. He became so mad and started hitting us with duster that majority of people went out of the class so as not to get hurt from the duster. recess ended and the fun ended too. we attended the boring classes and went home.

Wednesday was the day I will never forget. It was the last day of our class and instead of giving good speech to us students our class teacher was teaching us. What the heck is this man? Class attendence was good as some of them had their physics practical so majority of them were present. We thought that this is the last day and we should have some fun and yes after 7^th period we all went mad. We threw water on each other. Man it was awesome. Can’t describe the way we did it. And the cherry on the cake was “the rain”. Yes it started to rain and it was our pt class. We all went downstairs had a blast. some were busy playing “kabaddi” and I was busy throwing water at everyone and couple of them were getting wet in the rain ……it was the last day of class 9.class 9 which gave us the ultimate fun was about to get over. I was reacting like our school life is over….but class 9 was close to my heart and will always be....!

^blurry moments^

Some thoughts I would personally like to share,

Or maybe I would like to recall those reminiscences filled with joys and happiness with the absence of negativity in it.

The days I remember used to be as sunny as it is now but there was something more pleasant thing about it which is lacking now.

And I guess it is “ME” who has changed now but the days and nights are as same as they are now.

IT was me who used to play those pedo games, and it was also me who used to sleep early at nights and coming back to the present time it is again me who is busy tolerating those undigestable comments passed by the majority of morons and yes it is also me who is now capable of differentiating between the “rights and the “wrongs” .

But back to those golden old days of my childhood where everything was likes a dream.

The days were busy with sports no matter how good I played them or how many times I win and the nights were full of cartoon shows and kids stuff.

Small parties were celebrated with friends but there was a huge excitement beside the small parties which was an excuse to kill time.

I was ignorant of the powerful words such as “sex” and “love”.

Those are the moments which are not clear to me yet not ment to be forgotten.

Those are the “BLURRY MOMENTS” which is getting blurred as the days are passing.