What better time to talk about reunions and old times.. It’s the first time I've heard of our school having an official reunion.. Though I had doubts of whether it will actually work out with so many postponements, it actually did... School is something every dumbo can write about.. N since I had the opportunity to learn in the 4th best school in Mumbai, there must be something I should b able to write... so here goes..
Our school never did organize a formal reunion.. But we didn't need an invitation ever did we.. The sports days, fun fair, book exhibitions were good enough for us.. It will feel good to walk down those corridors again.. Lined with chart boards of mundane stuff that used to seem so important then. Global warming, plastics, culture, science and what not, but they continue to remain just that.. Memories on a chart..
The order of the day now is reunions. School reunions, college reunions, or just some friends meeting up after a long time.. Even my granny had a reunion recently of her school friends (50 years later).. The highlight in her case was none of her friends even remember each others names. Earlier At times I used to wonder if I would become like that, not remembering peoples names and faces that is, but now 6 years down the line, I don't even wonder.. I've already forgotten half the people from school. I get friend requests from people who I just can't remember and add them just cuz we have so many mutual friends and they shouldn't be feeling bad if I ask them who r U?
I spent 7 years of my life at our school.. It started out with a lot of apprehensions.. New school new people (after all I am people-phobic) but soon the routine set in.. Not wanting to miss even a day.. It all seems like a blur now. All the 7 years for what? Just a blur??
The first thing that comes to my mind when I think of school is a fast forward memory clip of the corridor in front of the library during short break.. Appropriate enough thinking that I spent most of my short/long breaks there..
Just 6 years later, and I’m starting to forget.. It feels like I'm trying to hold sand in my tightly clenched fists and its all falling away.... Like was there an entrance to the 3rd standard dungeon classrooms from the canteen side?? What did my first teacher look like?? There’s a guy who I remember only for his yellow divider..
One thing I realized is that I miss school a lot, those days, the two lines in the corridor we had to walk between ( how dumb rite.. But it never made a difference anyway that time, just a lot of red tape..) the time we used to waste in reaching back from the lab/ basketball ground, the hiding a new fiction book behind the reference section so u can get it when your card is free, the many opportunities to display our talent ( wonder why I never did).. The line for pav bhaji on Wednesday at the canteen( & the branch that opened on the 3rd floor later), the grounds, the stay backs.. The time I used to find to read..
Oh and the ever elusive contessa file.. I wonder if anyone actually got it.. Maybe it never was maintained..
The getting in touch part is now easy.. Thanks to Facebook and the Internet, part of the school is within your reach.. The only part to be taken care of that remains is the 'facing some of your earliest friends' part.. How many times have I found that people who used to b my regular bitching partners now have nothing to talk about at all. Maybe we grew up (on second thoughts nobody can really stop bitching can they) maybe we got lost in the unending rat race.. Most of the time I just think that our bitching matured.. From the who's got a crush on who to who's done what and all, where and all..
Then comes the disappointment.. Some things which you were sure to have done in all these years but couldn't.. Things that those bitching pals of yours did achieve eventually.. Once that's over with I guess we can face anything..
But then again, I don't miss school.. Definitely not in the way most others miss the carefree days.. I dint find it very carefree then.. Neither do I now..
I don't miss my friends.. Six years is a really long time to move on to a new set.. And the ones who I want as a part of my life never were really that far away..
I don't miss most of my PE exams.. With my earliest memories of long jump and running race ( I wonder How I managed to scrape through)
I definitely don't miss chemistry.. A subject that just refused to remain in my head.. A subject that I just managed to scrape through throughout school but finally managed to crack in the boards..
But I do miss the times.. Getting up and going to school was a ritual, I miss the fact that within 7-8 hours you were back home, there was time for everything, projects.. worksheets, and the books.. :(
I miss the fact that I almost never came home with a headache. Now that's a constant I probably have to live with for the rest of my life..
I miss that I never had to dress up just to leave to school. Just a bath and pull ur lovely warm brown pinnafore over ur
I miss that there were a variety of subjects.. Ranging from history civics’ to science to SUPW (yeah I know everyone's probably forgotten that one) Subjects I had no clue of why they are to be learnt but had limited syllabus as compared to the unending ocean of the portion now..
I miss the vacations.. Long and free. Now the only leave I have is study leave, at that time I probably would never have thought that there is something called leave with study attached to it..
And as usual, the timing of this reunion is just perfect. Just in time for my exam. And as usual I will be at home on 10th April playing back those memories, pining away that I can't go while at a mere 5 minutes walking distance away a whole hoard of happy people will playing back their own old and happy memories and making newer and happier ones...
PS. I know there are editing problems in the previous posts but right now 3G/GPRS/WiFi is my only savior.. Will edit them as soon as I get access to a screen bigger than 4 inches..
PPS. Guys please leave comments/like my posts. Is anybody actually reading this??
