How Beautiful!

A gush of wind tightly cuddled me with its supple hands

My hair was waving its hands with the wave of wind

I was playing, talking and sharing my mounted afflictions with it

As I was leading a life of sage 

Being surrounded with immense solitude and seclusion 

Once my life was beautiful amidst my teachers and friends 

Though I was much annoyed with my teachers but still I was happy

Though friends were naughty still I was enjoying each moment with them

I was enjoying the dancing of flowers and butterflies in the garden

I was drawing pictures on the black board so meticulously 

But today!

There are tv, mobile, dvd, laptop, books, newspapers 

But what will I do with them? 

They can't understand my words, feelings and emotions 

How beautiful my school was!

Amidst all restrictions and disciplines my that was the best place....