Recap: Hannah Montana, Seniors and Canteen. With time I adjusted in the environment of the school and started enjoying my life there. Within a few months, I became good friends with some seniors who used to travel in my school bus. There was this whole group of senior high school girls, they laughed at their own jokes, made fun of their male classmates, mimicked teachers and … Continue reading First Crush, and Gossips.
It took me a while to adjust in the cool-teenager environment that was quite prevalent in this school, unlike my old school where kids were still busy with shinchan and basketball, these peeps were more into High School Musical, Hannah Montana and Dodgeball! I used to observe my classmates as if I was an alien, girls had those cool haircuts that were called ‘Step cut’, at … Continue reading Hannah Montana, Seniors and Canteen.
Typical Sundays, when you look back lazily to days that made you feel low. Or maybe made you rise. Continue reading Typical Sunday mood.
I went to school after so long and as expected people stared at me as if I were some alien. The day started off very well, I woke up early in the morning and took out my school dress, ironed, just as it was a month back.
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It’s been long since we last met, a month to be exact, I missed you. I couldn’t touch you because I was too busy in handling my family’s pain of losing my brother.
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I came back home last night, with my cousins. As kids we used to stay together, play, sleep, eat and even bath together. Back then, no one among us ever thought we’ll grow up this way, in different cities, different colleges, and most importantly without each other. My eldest sister (cousin) came to stay with me from Bangalore, she doesn’t really like Delhi but I managed to take her out for shopping, and then we came back at my flat to chat and sleep. We were talking about our personal issues, about how life is so stressful and financial issues. Continue reading “LOOKING BACK: Part 3”
When I look back at my life now, I can clearly see I have lost more than I have earned.
Yes, I have grown, in terms of language, in terms of performance and in terms of being materialistic. So what, if I lost my innocence, my originality and my goodness. This is 21st century and who praises goodness? Do you? Continue reading “Looking back: PART 1”