School days

It was a july 26. One thursday morning in 2001 when i entered to a huge family to become a part of it. I have visited it 2 times before i joined there. But when my parents gone leaving me alone there, i was feeling that the world was going upside down. You can imagine my feeling when a 11 year boy was seperated from his parents for the first time. Tell you frankly those were the worst days in my life. Those nights were crying periods for me.it took a long time for me to get adjusted to the environment. But when i got into that world i understood how much care and love it gave me. It was changing my life. My life was entirely changing. I was never imagined about this change. The help and support i got from my friends was unexplanable. The only happiness in those days were my friends. GOD gifted me with my friends. I treasured them. Each and every second i spend with them were valuable. We lived seven years inside that nest but like the mother bird seperates the babies when they got matured it also seperated us to different parts. But even in the race for our lives we found time to interact with each other. Thats the power of friendship. The only feeling in the world that never broke.

The thoughts about those classrooms, corridors, hostel, mess, playground etc.. may bring only colorful memories. But dear friends when u r in touch these memories will tell sweet stories of our past which sometimes bring a soft smile on our face with a shade of loss or sometimes tear in our eyes with an indescribable pain in our heart.

Ezhu kollathe navodaya jeevithathinte kayyoppu nammalilororutharilumundu. Nammale nammalakkimatiyathu nammude aa tharavadanennu parayam. Pathimoonnekkar velikkettinakathu namukku nammudethaya oru lokavum, sukhavum dukhavum oru pole pankidan othiri sahodarangalundayirunnu. Ennal innu aa nalla nalukal manassil santhoshavum chundil punchiriyum vidarthunna ormakalayirikkunnunnu. Innu nammude kayyil aa ormakalum nammude souhridangalumaanu. Athu naaleyumundayirikkum. Edakkokke aa ormakale panku vekkanum thalolikkanumulla oridamayirikkatte ee blog.

I cried a lot.Said that i have fever..,i cried "please inform my parents they will come and pick me".but nobody listend.It was a rainy dull morning.I still remember my first day in my Navodaya.
I was eager to get out the place.I was not having fever,but i pretend that i have, foolish idea of a helpless boy.Now i am remembering the words of the staff nurse which then i felt meaningless"you are crying today to leave here but i am telling you that you will cry..one day for leaving this school".I used to sit by the window of 6th A class and watch the people walking through the mudd road out side the compound wall.and think how lucky they are all.

Time passed by very quickly...,my school started teaching me everything.Evrything was new to me.Home sickness got over soon.Years went by gifting me the tresures of my life..my friends and the sweet memories of them.How spicy the days were..,i remeber each and every moment of my life there.Dont know how to express their beuty in words.
Days and nights got new meanings when i fell in love with her.what to say beutifull days.when thinking about it now my heart pains a bit.I Never thought ,the little girl who sat beside me along the way to my school at the first time,could hurt my soul like this.But no regrets..no curses only blessings.someone's right becomes someone's wrong thats all.
The more you hold ,sand tight..,the more it runs out..Love is full in love itself,what else i need...

My school gave me everything.It taught me to love ,laugh,cry...and live..enough for me.The last day in my school..,the sky was crying out loudly.A hurry- burry day..everybody were busy running to get the papers get sighned.At last the painfull good byes.then i realised the meaning of my nurse's words. I didnt cried but wished if i could have.
I stepped out of my school for the last time.Now nobody will scold me if i woke up late,nobody will tell me go for ten rounds,nobody will ask me are you sick.nobody will tell me ..hurry up its time for roll call.

forgot our sleepy jogging, thrilling sports days, tasty breakfasts (ofcourse lunch and supper)...?
but dont 4get our sweet friends who made us like this and who taught us to live ....

reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy niceeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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