Date : 1'st December 2008
This was the date I visited my school (and junior college) after a long time. For most people who just popped in from another school after tenth standard, this would just seem to be a sanitarium, but I beg to differ. I have been in this institution for Six years. That's approximately for one third of my life lived so far. Its too big a phase to ignore.
Walking through the gates again, I actually checked for my identity card. I laughed and then walked on. To my delight, some of my friends from eleventh standard (now twelfth) were playing foot ball with the present 11'Th std. guys. I decided to crash in. Once I was selected in a team, the game resumed. It was a mixture of heaven and hell. Playing on the big ground with all the others, and just getting a touch on the ball felt orgasmic. Although, running down the wing again and putting in the tackles will not seem too difficult a task unless you haven't played for an year, and have to carry and extra five kilos of lard around with you. Hence the term "hell".
I also felt (on a much smaller scale) what a professional football player goes through after being months out with an injury.
On entering the lift, I wasn't too surprised to find the person who had confiscated my iPod two times. Mrs. Ramanujan was, I think, not too pleased to see me, but I would not blame her for that, after all, tolerating us for two years takes patience. I also met our principal. She did seem pleased, but she was always kind to us, forgiving our (what seem now to be) petty offences. We talked on what I was doing currently, and my plans for the future. Wishing me well, she left for her work while I strolled across to the point where my friends and I used to visit, bunking several classes. I sat there listening to my iPod, thinking of the struggle that my life has been (is) for the past two years, feeling the wind in my face, the smell of the trampled grass intoxicating me. Everything melted away, and I was left with a sense of belonging, of existence and of actually being remembered.
Whatever others may say, I will miss the place.
P.S : I will be uploading pictures later on. Cheers to all.
