School Life

Just seen a series on BBC world "Indian school",
it reminded me of the school life I had.I had been to 3 school since I came to delhi,in 1996.
first one Oxford Public,for a period of 6 months,then I shifted to Frank Anthony,studied there till 8th then finally moved to Tagore International and completed my schooling there.
Every time I changed school,I missed the previous one like missing a personal stuff,very dear to me,which while studying there I never realized and for that matter I didnt need too,coz I was there.

Seriously and its not only me but also those who went to school,they do miss their school,(proves:Communities on social networking site and surveys about finding tru friends in school compared to any institution for higher education)

What a wonderful phase of life it was being in school(though i'm in kinda 1,my college is more sort of a school or ass cool,for that matter) but still....school is school.

Yeah,the programme!!!!has in this episode,the elections in school,abt a young lad,taking admission into this school and had been to many,b'coz of regular tranfer kinda stuff of his father and was about usual stuff happening in school,feeling of reliving those days was just mesmerising.

Now a complete novel can be written about the school life and it need lots of time to sit,review and letting your pen flow to ink your ideas on paper and I must tell you my mind is pumping with ideas at this moment and willing to write what all I have,but just can't.

Few incidents from my most cherished moments,is of the time when I was in 8th,I tell you I was or our whole class was no less than a fraternity of punk,including girls,new innovative ideas of cheating in exams and tests,teasing teacher,unruly in assembly,which often lead to punishment of cleaning of school grounds by THE CLASS VIII D.

throwing chalks at the teachers when they were looking in their book,stealing their pen while they go out,standing in morning assembly looking at the pair of parrots,making love on some tree with lovely flowers and we making noises while watching 'em,laughing while national anthem was sung,for no puspose,just like that,we used to bring just a pencil color box,to shade our maps in geography exam,and it had maps hidden very carefully and this box was passed to everybody one by one,mass cheating,lol and what not,each day was just like period of unending fun.

This all mischief lead to caning from headmaster,it happeneed once a day.One day something very crazy happened,all boys did some wrong even girls were involved,but they are always out of trouble,god has written their luck that way,i guess.This all played major role in decision taken my parents fro change of my current school,I didnt like their idea,nobody would
ever have liked that.
But atlast I was in Tagore,school that has given me bestest of friends I guess I would ever have and my first love too,not a successful one though,still waiting and hoping.The fun and mischiveous activities dominated here too,but the ceratin difference in level was there,compared to Frank Anthony,in Tagore it was lower.It doesn't mean I didn't enjoy in tagore they were equally good,rather better,its just that activities that gave fun were different in both schools.I love FAPS,I love TIS,I love oxford Public,I love Tiny Tots,Faizabad........I love every school i have ever been too,without preferences whatsoever.
But as life goes everyone passes school and has to leave it,same applied to me and now I'm in college.
You find friends here too and also best friends,but school friends hold different place in heart,its just like relation you have with parents and your relatives.

As I said I have matters that can end up in volumes of book.but constraints hindering,if I ever get a chance I'll continue this series to have u more of my school life and events in there.

good day,keep missing school.....