Journey from first is unforgettable filled with happiness and joy forever.
We started with pencil & ended with pen the evident change was a great achievement.
Time files faster, faster than Usain bolt boards came rolling & rolled with a flow.
Some teachers were sweet, some were delight some were annoying but always right.
The games we played, the competitions we won there was always a fight between first and triennial.
The bags were fat though books were thin but brains overloaded with memories filled.
None of us will come behind, none of us will play pen fight after 50 years, we all will find, the classrooms need our crying.
Sarees and suits, heels and boats walking towards the last day, brought tears and wounds.
Muddy puddles and thundering rains all said,"Please give us a holiday!"
The boats we made & played in the rain suffered from cough & cold had a different stain.
I wished the years won`t end, we would relish them agian Unfortunately, everything h…