School Life...

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LIFE has changed dramatically over years, from childhood to school .We grow up with all the fun and peace that one can have. Smiling for every moment we lived, sometimes crying, someone trying hard to keep us quite. And we didn’t realised when that age bout on us and make us tall enough to gear up for our school life. We walked there as a learner, things changed and we come to know what this world is all about.. Who doesn’t love their school life.?? A pahse where we learned, a epoch when we enjoyed, a time that has been remembered deep down in our memories long n long.

Many glimpses of school life .. those small fightings , to lovely short affairs, glancing on beautiful girls and plenty of discussions with friends about eveythng. Bunking classes, going for movies, too long hours of play and yet we don’t drained out and find energy to move till the late hours of night talking to our first girlfriend that we had.

And then the time came, prestigious time for our baords, time to bug with books which we always used to hate. The last thing which we look for in a day. But what pinches the most is the time to leave our school.The irony to be away from our mates, a pain that we feel for months, years, and sometimes much more than that.Those farewell times was always tough to handle, a big bye bye to our school life.

And now an era of college life.. we stepped in college having plenty of things in mind, feeling ourselves uncomfortable at the begining and thats the time where we just met few lovely foks.. who not only eases us to our best but make us realise that best life is yet to be discovered. school memories always flourish in our heart and will be cherished till we dried up. One who always think nothing could be better than our school life just wait and think of this life which is yet to be examined n cherished. Here i developed myself as a strong character, realise the importance of family , friends , ecstasy of being away from home..and everything one can cherish n relish on. And that’s the time we say to ourselves who says that school life is the best life that we share.

I loved my college life. Have plenty of memories which have kept me going and i learned that life is not about stopping and thinking what u have missed or don’t have, its about moving forward, look for ur achievement and discover urself as a professional. Now here i m , trying to make my family proud, establishing myself to a world where its been often rendered that its the toughest call to survive. But i know , the memories i have, the beleif of friends that keeps me going and their expectations is what all i have to live and prove myself. I m so happy to pass through all these phases of life and seeing myself developed as a confident individual. But yes, lot to go , many miles to walk and a journey which is never gonna stop…!!!!!

Guys every stage of life must be lived at its best and then only u can live ur life with a smile which can never be taken by anyone or by anythng. Thats the way i have lived so far and i think cudn’t been bttr than this. I thank al my friends who have been with me till now and will remain forever. whether in my memories or in my meetings.

Have You Ever...

Have you ever loved someone so muchThat you were to afraid to feel their touch?Too afraid to hear their voiceBecause you fear in the end you may not be their choice
Have you ever had feelings for someone so strongThat whatever they do it just never seems wrong?Whether it was good or bad or wrong or rightWhether they were attacked or they started the fight
Have you ever cared for someone so dearThat just the thought of their loss makes you let loose a tearAnd as the drop slides down you wonder what to doIs it better to never have or is it better to lose?
Have you ever wished that a dream could come true?A dream with a life of always having them with youA life where you'll be together until the day that you dieAnd when that day comes, together your souls will rise
Have you ever felt for someone in all these waysAnd to take the first step you were too afraid?Knowing that once it starts it means it can endSo how does it finish if you don't let it begin? *Loving someone so much...and wanting them so badly, but you know you could never have them, or how to get them.

Lost....

I was a just-born and she was thirty-one,
Though we were we, we were one.
I would cry out in Latin and she would respond in Greek,
I would learn nothing but she never got tired to teach.

I was surrounded by monsters eager to pull my cheek,
but they would vanish the moment i was wet and weep.
She would come running and hold me in her arms,
as if i had won the contest of the charms.

Now I was able to walk and chew,
hey, i was two.
I and she could now understand each other,
i was her everything and she needed no other.

I would try to walk and fall down,
But knowing she was with me, the fear of getting hurt was now gone.
We still could not converse that effectively,
But she would understand my needs so easily.

I could now roam about free,
because now i have turned three.
I was ready to join a new world,
my academic life was now gonna mould.

She would dress me as best as a prince,
but when i would come back, she would need at least an hour to rinse.
I was now able to talk,
I was a ferry and she was my dock.

I still remember the child, whose shirt I had tore,
Hey buddy, i have turned four.
I now came home a little late,
Nevertheless finding her waiting at the gate.
She would hug me and carry me in her arms,
it felt like flying through the farms.
We now did the homework together,
i would spoil the home and she used to work.

Years passed and now i was fifteen, and with each year i would forget to lean.
I wouldn't care for what she said, because now i had become mean.
She would ask me to study for a good future,
but i was busy in a different culture.
Now i had many shes in my life,
i dreamed of having one of them as my wife.

I changed a lot which she did not teach,
She would try to hug me but i was out of reach.
She still waited for me at the gate,
but i would look at her with utmost hate.
She would be awake till late in the night,
because i wasn't home, i was in a fight.
She had so much to scold, but she never did say,
hoping to find me better the next day.
Time went on and now i am grown,
lost in the world of my own.

I and she, between us have a river,
I have left her for my career.
When i was young, for me, she sacrificed her ambitions,
but i don't care, i now have my own mission.
I am not with her now, i am in a different city,
she is so old now but i don't even pity.

She needs me now but i am nowhere to find,
in the race for appraisal, i have become blind.
In a few years from now, i will be two,
there will be in my life someone new.
Then i'll forget even to bother,
i am her son and she my Mother.