Together Towards Tomorrow!!

Early morning when the alarm clock 

resonated,

My ears felt like a blast of a big granade 

Eyes felt more sleepy, wearier and more 

dreamy,

As it was time for me to get ready 

instead.

The Monday uniform with bag and tiffin

holding wafers creamy.

Oh! it was all for the place where I never 

loved to be...

I still remember the days of infancy when

my digits curled into my father delicately.

With sobbing minds and deep sunken 

hearts,

somehow reached the yellow vehicle 

standing afar.

 

Little hands from one to another were

passed on with utmost care.

I hated the shouting of the bus 

as it was moving away from my crib 

towards the nightmare called school  evergreen...

Honking, shouting, running and almost flying, 

It reached the destination well on time.

That first step in the temple of divinity

and knowledge

That first smile of the motherly class

teacher,

Those wide-open hands of didi bhaiyyas,

Those beautified walls of corridors, 

big decorated classroom and wooden

stage in the big lobby called Srijan.

All embraced and Imbibed my innocence,

fears and hesitation with their 

fascinating and angelic light.

Slowly but steadily life went on smooth,

With all dear friends old and gold.

We together moved from classes old to

new,

Caring sharing shouting and playing

on that greeny lushy playground outdoor

The pungent odour in a chemistry lab, 

The dead and decayed lives examined

under microscopes,

Playing with that ammeter and voltmeter

in the physics lab,

Reading all those boring lessons in

English book,

Doing those trigonometry and geometry

 sums

Escaping from the library and computer

zone.

Oh!! How we together made fantastic our

 youthly yore.....

Thank you, dear teachers,

For being such dedicated mentors.

We owe a debt for your concern and

Assure you, your teachings will shine the most...

Those heritage quizzes, olympiads, 

Those various activities, contests, 

special assemblies and functions....

Made us feel on top of the world.

Thank you ! dear mentors,

for polishing the pearls of creativity that

were lost within us.

Today is the last day of our school...

All those ecstatic moments now roll

down my eyes like beads of tears with

eternal joy.

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rney... 

I never thought that it will come to an 

end one day.

From tomorrow everything will be

changed into another way.

No alarms, no ringing of bells and no

 honking of buses...

The school uniform will be hung and

 peep from tomorrow through almirah,

Which we used to wear and carry the

 dignity of our school in every arena.

All those friends along with whom I used

 to walk in school corridors,

Will move on their own path of

 life leading towards future doors...

No exam tensions, no burden of

self study and homeworks...

No copy completion, no loads of

practical file and project works...

The classroom doors will not wait for us

from tomorrow,

Our old beautiful memories will be

packed behind those closed doors...

I can see some of the memories smiling

in the big lobby I loved the most

Still Some moments roaming in those 

empty  corridors,

Some moments teasing us from

the laboratories, 

and some shedding tears from the

sports room floor...

I can feel those moments sobbing for us

 all.

Some moments we'll take along with 

us...

some leaving behind in the classroom, 

in the playground, in the library and in 

the bus.

Leaving some precious memories in the

hearts of our teachers.

I know we all will be called batch of 20-

21

Every now and then it will be reminded

we belonged to the deadly COVID aeon,

We know we lacked the concepts those 

to be cleared using chalk and duster,

As we are the only species that

pioneered the online classes through

Google and zoom...

But let me remind the world

We are the generation that witnessed 

Our parents arrange our fees when

Someone from the family was longing

 for life-giving air...

We are the generation that witnessed the

lockdown for all but not for you dear

Teachers.....

Who constantly fought as a warrior

during corona to secure our futures...

We are the generation that witnessed the

locks of our school classroom open by

our school management when it was a

lockdown for the entire world...

Indeed we are the most courageous

batch and Thank you all for gratitude of

yours.

We don't want to go but we have to...

We have to move further and flock

towards our better tomorrow with

blessings bestowed by you all.