Rewind And Replay

As I sat folding my legs casually on the window sill, the lush green climbers with small star-like flowers, hanging beautifully around my window like a green garland of love gradually appeared dark. I shook my head upwards as I saw the dark shades of gray were engulfing the beautiful and clear bluish-white spring sky. All of a sudden, my eyes recaptured the same scene 3 years ago. I hopped to my cupboard at once and searched for my diary "Always Together". I turned the pages swiftly and went back to my school life 3 years earlier. The same weather, the same room but with the company of my friends. I was enjoying hot and crispy fritters and playing Scrabble at home

This span of three years flew like an early bird, but my story is much older than this. Perhaps the beginning seems to be hesitant, but my life's masterpiece, not exactly what I meant, is worthless without these vivid portraits of memories which cling about the walls of the early flowering days of my life like a golden mist. 

But this golden mist will vanish with the vainglorious warm winters. For this, I need to capture the most memorable pics, which will heal me when I will be breathing my last..... If I go on writing then perhaps the pages will not be sufficient. Sudden flashes of that day are coming in front of my eyes

24th September 2010

 It was the day when I was creeping like a snail to go to school. Of course, it was new to me but little did I know that it it will turn this divine to me. New uniform for me was just like a 'Pathetic Messy Joker'. Firstly being in the 4th standard, I was very unhappy to find my classroom in such a dirty and stinky place where the minimum space to sit was also not available. The trudged rough highway was completely blocked by 2 classes of the primary section.

Suddenly a lady with spectacles on her nose entered the class, deliberately seeking a salutation and within no time divided the blackboard into two parts or I can say into two classes. I saw a girl who was very much disapproving of me as if I was going to kidnap her. Apart from all these that day was unknowingly the best day of my life for a reason I have realized in this time span of seven Golden years. From that day onwards, I have never looked back. The boat of my life sailed so swiftly that I was unable to recall that days turned into months and months into years. Seriously, the Golden Quadrilateral of our friend circle, the little kitty parties, the rumors, the fights, the crunchy gossips, the hatred, the care, the first love, the responsibilities, the Midnight Ghosts, the fun, the friends, the so-called enemies, the secrets, the mischiefs, the Insanity, the selfies, the Journeys, the sufferings and at last the stories that I can't explain...

Honestly, there is no space to mention all these in details and indeed there are things hidden in my heart, things so tender to set back in the safest corners of my little treasure of memories. Really school days are the most priceless pockets of memories much similar to a box of sweets which when opened one cannot be satisfied by a single piece. If for one day I were given the power of the ultimate Almighty by the Supernatural grace of the supreme soul, I would undoubtedly make the whole world rewind to their glorious pasts down the memory lane to their school days and replay their memorable pasts.

Thus, it is my friends and my school atmosphere that has enabled my limitations in numerous ways than one. The most important contributors to this were the passage of time, which awakened me to follow the memories of my past to build a beautiful and serene atmosphere of future, upon which I can rely on to find a tinge of happiness in my lifetime and shed desirable tears on my faults and remembering those whom I have hurt both knowingly and unknowingly.

This Golden past will never become my present but I will never let it erase from my heart because this history will continue... This was me a couple of years ago. Presently I feel nostalgic when I turn down the pages of my diary and today I found this. So lastly our entire life can be summed up in three words 'IT GOES ON'.