Memories Triggered Mi Antano

Slowly the leaves of my memory fall,

Slowly I pick up and gather them all,

Today and Tomorrow and all my life through,

I will treasure the times spent with you.

Twelve years, twelve long long years have passed away in the blink of an eye. I still remember my first day in the school at Allahabad as last week we shifted from Katni. I still remember myself as a little girl excited about all her new possessions - her uniform, books, bag and yummy maggi, her all time favourite in tiffin and of course the school which was to become her most priced possession in the days to come. Yes! my own, my very own school-Bishop Johnson.

It gave me everything that one needs to be a human being. From the very beginning I had always loved school and imagine that to be. The teachers were a store house of love, care and patience. Slowly or quickly I don't know how but yes, the fact remains that I grew in the protected walls of Bishop Johnson with utmost care and love, I would like to say to the personified BJS..

You are strength when I am weak,

You are the treasure that I seek

You are my all in all

My hats off to you BJS, I don't say that we never fought but you know I always knew that, if we will follow all the rules we will miss all the fun this is one secret I would like to share.

From the junior section to my election as School Vice Captain has been a long journey full of excitement, enthusiasm, successes and no doubt a few failures. With time my love and attachment with BJS grew stronger and stronger. All these days I have been visiting this place six days a week but I know this continuity has to be broken. Again I remember that day of leaving

BJS wet eyes when I realised that I will be pushed out from my family to pursue higher studies.Soon my life would be changed and now I know that change is the only constant in life. I remember the most beautiful part of school life-Friends, who have played a major role in my life. I would not thank them as thanks is not warranted among friends. It was hard to believe that time;those friends whom I meet everyday will soon part with me and now its time to depart with my most loved ones very soon Jan 29 will come and I have to leave Allahabad, but the thought that ...

"To meet and part, is the way of life;

To part and meet, is the hope of life." consoles me.

After all change is necessary with time. I expect to pass through this world but once,any good therefore I can do, as any kindness that I can show, as any truth I can confess, as any feeling I can share without putting any filters, as anyone I can embrace without any guilt, just to be the way I am, let me do it now, for I shall never pass this way again.

God bless me with the value of Goodness as it is manifested in unity, love, trust, admiration and cooperation. These are positive tendencies and lead to attain confidence and aim high and also the battle of conscience are won throughout by goodness. I need all this along with you....You is the one who inspires me to love deeper and laugh harder...With all the smiles these are the memories triggered ...mi antano( * spanish- my yester years).