Gone are the days....But the memories remain...
I got this in my email today. Brought back so many memories.
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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 color 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 sheds.
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", "pulippu muttai", "gulfi ice"
and "pepsi!" 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, 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 credit card
but with an empty heart
Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we dont shout even at home
Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all...
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 .....
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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 color 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 sheds.
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", "pulippu muttai", "gulfi ice"
and "pepsi!" 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, 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 credit card
but with an empty heart
Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we dont shout even at home
Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all...
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 .....
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