Gosh! Don't know what's happened to me. Just now I was sitting in front of my laptop waiting for more than five minutes to get it started (and beginning to curse it) only to find out that I had not switched the power button on. I wonder if I am ageing too fast!
Anyways i guess that's the most random start that I could bestow a post with. In fact I am beginning to feel that I am only about to write some very random (not necessarily related) things that are just popping in my brain (faster than even popcorn do) and so I am obliged to give it some rest by expressing them through this post particularly at a time when my brain gets ready to be racked real hard even if it doesn't want to.
Well you might be wondering why I am saying that. This is why: From tomorrow my life will be no less than a pressure cooker.From tomorrow I ought to get serious if I really want to do something big or rather 'decent' in life.From tomorrow the academic year will become a board year and no one, not even my neighbors are going to fail in making me realize that. In short from tomorrow I am officially going to be in class 12.
I have said this a hundred times to myself, my friends, my mom and I say it again- 11 went by like a second.
My physics teacher first told this to the class on the very first day of the session. Since then it has only been proved right again and again, at least for me. It's funny but I feel that just now the boards got over and now we are being pushed into another board year. There was some time for the transition in between- only too small, too sweet for it to be ever forgotten.
But I gotta admit that 11 has been the most eventful year of my school life, whether it be academics, competitions, basketball or my friends.
I was standing and a wind passed by
Swiftly, stealthily with a soft touch
That brightened my spirits
And have been left so
By the wind that passed by swiftly, stealthily......
I just realized that had the gujjars not gone barmy again, I would have been in Udaipur having a blast with my friends. It was a real nuisance- first packing all that I could fit into my bag , making a list of what I required (got an excuse to shop!) with brimming enthusiasm and than unpacking it with the least and not to mention even more for my mom who actually did the packing as I looked on!!
Still I can never forget whatever happened in the entire year that went by, these days that I spent with myself more than anybody else. No regrets, no emptiness.
I feel fulfilled as a person doing whatever I thought of, wished and longed for.
With this I am looking forward to the coming year. Adieu class 11 and cheers to 12!!
Anyways i guess that's the most random start that I could bestow a post with. In fact I am beginning to feel that I am only about to write some very random (not necessarily related) things that are just popping in my brain (faster than even popcorn do) and so I am obliged to give it some rest by expressing them through this post particularly at a time when my brain gets ready to be racked real hard even if it doesn't want to.
Well you might be wondering why I am saying that. This is why: From tomorrow my life will be no less than a pressure cooker.From tomorrow I ought to get serious if I really want to do something big or rather 'decent' in life.From tomorrow the academic year will become a board year and no one, not even my neighbors are going to fail in making me realize that. In short from tomorrow I am officially going to be in class 12.
I have said this a hundred times to myself, my friends, my mom and I say it again- 11 went by like a second.
My physics teacher first told this to the class on the very first day of the session. Since then it has only been proved right again and again, at least for me. It's funny but I feel that just now the boards got over and now we are being pushed into another board year. There was some time for the transition in between- only too small, too sweet for it to be ever forgotten.
But I gotta admit that 11 has been the most eventful year of my school life, whether it be academics, competitions, basketball or my friends.
I was standing and a wind passed by
Swiftly, stealthily with a soft touch
That brightened my spirits
And have been left so
By the wind that passed by swiftly, stealthily......
I just realized that had the gujjars not gone barmy again, I would have been in Udaipur having a blast with my friends. It was a real nuisance- first packing all that I could fit into my bag , making a list of what I required (got an excuse to shop!) with brimming enthusiasm and than unpacking it with the least and not to mention even more for my mom who actually did the packing as I looked on!!
Still I can never forget whatever happened in the entire year that went by, these days that I spent with myself more than anybody else. No regrets, no emptiness.
I feel fulfilled as a person doing whatever I thought of, wished and longed for.
With this I am looking forward to the coming year. Adieu class 11 and cheers to 12!!
Brilliantly written
ReplyDeleteoh! thank you so much!!
ReplyDeleteAgreed with every point here :)
ReplyDeletend im glad @ charu!!!!!
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