Its true i mean it!!!
Its true i mean it..
I mean every word of it
Long back it all started like greeting eachother
Then days passed on
We became bit friendly
We exchanged notes
We exchanged tiffins
Done with them before the actual break
We shared happiness
we shared excitement
we shared barrel of laughter
we shared secrets
that later used to become top secret
then it used to be like taking a vow, not letting ne1 knw cos its top secret
keeping it safe sealing it in our hearts forevr
we used to get ourselves drenched in the mizzle
getting drenched in the drizzle
splashing water all over
dirty shoes dirty us making the classroom grimy
enjoying the summer
the winter
the spring
the autumn
all together
we used to sneek peek in the break tym through a small way
through a impassable gate
climbing the walls
trying hard to get unnoticed
only to munch some hors d’oeuvres
playing games with unbeatable energy
with peerless enthusiasm
not looking back at the abrasion
goin on an on with the same invincible strength
being late to schul
getting punished
searching for art copy when suddenly sir used to come
when the painter in him used to roar high in spirits
days went on like dis..
then groups started forming
groups without groupism
groups without any aspiration
just for sum lame reasons , those kiddish reasons
as days passed on we became best frens
best frens mean a lot dose days
dose days dose schul days dose childhood days
we used to fight
we used to cry
we used to get angry wid our best buddies
we used to dream together
that we ll b all toghther
all d tym no matter what circumstances come our way
no matter what people say about us about our frens
as days passed on an on
things started heading towards a new beigining
we started getting involved with our schoolwork
enjoying to the core under austere scrutinity
dancing to the feat of our instrumentalist
singing to the tunes of our lyricist
getting involved in projects
goin places to work our brains off
the momentousness all dese things had then
learning new things with a peculiar excitement
having stepped into adolescence
evry day new feelings new emotions new sentiments
intricate entangled within us
exploring our thoughts
searching for “us”
searching for our desire
days passed on
dose empty spaces in and around us
teemimg with frens
with bitter sweet memories
sand in the hourglass flowing to the other half
days comin to an end
dose schul days
dose marvelous days
all gone with the wind
leaving us nostalgic when we ponder over it
now there are only memories
sweet memories
bitter memories
hilarious memories
leaving a lingering trail on our soul
flickering like the last gleam of a candle
don let it blow away
protect it, save it from vanishing into darkness
conceal it hard in your hearts....
treasure the thoughts, the memories, the unbreakable relationships
hold on tight
don let dese wonderful people leave you
hold on tight to these unspoken relationships
relationships that have filled in the blank pages of your life
relationships where you don have to be sum1 else
relationships where you don need to grow up
relationships where people love you cos its u
relationships where people worry about you
relationships where people feel the same pang in their heart when u suffer
If you think you need to spell out things that u v not in years..
If you feel you need a ear to listen upto you
If you feel you need a shoulder to cry
If you feel you need a fren to celebrate your success
If you feel you need a person to drag you from getting drowned in the poison
Its tym
Sand’s running out of the hour glass
Do it do it now
Hold on to your frens
Don let them leave you
Don let them forget you
Don let these memories fade away
Be the captivator
Sew them all in one thread
The thread of life
See life headings towards happiness
Happiness that will leave your soul with a feeling of completeness
Feeling of joy
Feeling of not being lonely
Feeling of wholeness in life..