Missing them

Posting after a long time today… A new poem (if it can be termed so)

Ringing of the assembly bells
the murmurings in the lines
Angry stares of the teachers
friends laughing at the rebuking
those daily doses of homework
begging girls for their notebooks
standing out of the class as punishment
all the beatings recieved at the hands of teachers
fourth period spent eating lunch
a friend’s aloo ke paranthe
which he never could eat
being bulleyed by seniors
few years later returning the favour
Playing games in the interval
All the lab periods spent chattering
of crushes and love interests of one and all
the chemistry of relations brewing in chemistry lab
physical assaults in physics labs
those special assembly sessions missed
for music sessions at the roof
Being lined in front of Incharge’s Office as a result
Struggles to suppress our laughter in english class
Looking at the hot chick in the class opposite to us
falling from the chair in order to have a better look
all the gossips doing their rounds from one ear to other
falling for one girl after other
and ending up with none in the end
all the sleep overs at each others’ homes
looking at stars from the roof
the times of watching Baywatch for some action
Waiting for all and sundry to sleep at home
before switching to English channels
a time of innocence and simplicity
a time of wild and unbridled dreams
a time of carefree life
the days of my school life

Missing all those moments

Tried to write a poem but (I think) hasnt turned out that gud!! or even average!! Looks more like prose than a poem… I just kept writing
This is my 199th post.. Next one will be legen <Wait for it

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Keep Waiting>

DARY!!! for me

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26 thoughts on “Missing them

  1. Its a really nice 1 .
    Call it a poem or not , an excellent refreshment of the school days . Great reminder of all the fun & excitement that we created on the verge of getting haunts from princy & incharge. Dude , its really a nice recollection of some old cherished moments , make me wonder why am I missing something that I always intentioned to bunk ….. great man. Prompts me to go back to those days of enjoyment with friends & ‘….’friend in the school.
    Nice post yaar ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. @ Bhanu : Ya man, school was one of the best things ๐Ÿ™‚

    @ Vishal : Thanks man.. and thanks more for commenting for the first time ๐Ÿ™‚ You always have a longing to go back to those wonderful days but alas time once gone can nevr come back, its only the memories which you can revive from time to time

    @ WTF : Go find a bed man.. it will cure your yawning ๐Ÿ˜›

    @ Srirang : You would have known if you followed my blog regularly ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. its hard to call it a poem though the points are nicely collected and written …. seriously school days were rocking and were among those few moments which i will cherish my whole life ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. great piece!!
    I have profound memories of those chemistry classes(4th period) when you people ate your tiffins! Then those lab classes where we chattered and yeah I know who was the chick ๐Ÿ˜‰
    and those roof sessions of music…are you referring to some incident where you were flying kites and singing songs….I have some faint memory of that….hehe. English classes were fun for sure where I did all the reading of GE (remember?)
    all in all school days definitely were the best ๐Ÿ™‚ Miss all of you so much!

  5. School days were real fun ๐Ÿ™‚ ….. GOD……. we miss them.. so bad……. but like every stage they passed… soon I’ll see people writing poems on ‘college life’ and ‘all the masti done here’ …… but a good one..of course not the poem…. but the content… ๐Ÿ˜€

  6. @ Maruti : Thanx man!! ๐Ÿ™‚

    @ Vipul : Hmm.. ya I know!

    @ Mansi : Ya exactly the same session I am talking about.. ๐Ÿ™‚ when there was some special assembly in school which we bunked. ๐Ÿ˜€

    @ Pankaj : Ya man, after writing this, I was thinking that may be sum years later I will write the same about collg!!

    @ Archit : Ya man not exaclty a poem but who cares.. ๐Ÿ™‚

    @ Deepank : Thanks yaar!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. … i know blogging is free, but remember, its not compulsory… if u have to shit, try closed toilets…public sanitation is not just indecent but also unhealthy…
    i hv mailed u rest of my comment ๐Ÿ™‚

  8. good one himank….those days were special….each
    incident feels as though it had happened just yesterday…eating tiffins…playing rugby with paper ball
    and that roof incident….kya lagi thi sabki….feels good to be back in time..

  9. I think you are right about your poem…
    you can’t say it a poem..
    after reading two or three lines, i started reading comments..
    i am not discouraging you…
    I just wish to say,
    Keep Trying ๐Ÿ™‚
    ALL THE BEST ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. great work yaar…!!
    very refreshing and yes was missing mrs SALUJA , miss MALA CHADDHA and most desperately the “Lunch Time” after reading it….!!
    :-).

  11. @ Sashidhar : Its finally here… ๐Ÿ™‚ though the junta will find it boring I guess

    @Sushant : Well man, your thinking is quite different from ordinary people like me so sorry for not being able to live upto ur thinking.. may be some other time

    @Sambit : Thanks man

    @ Vaibhav : Oye lale di jaan.. DIl khush karditta tune to.. Feels grt to see you commenting here.. ๐Ÿ™‚ Ha ha seriously yaar us roof incident ke bad saluja ne kya mari thi.. ๐Ÿ˜›

    @ Manish : Well man, fortunately or unfortunatley I hav gone too far to be discouraged ๐Ÿ˜›

    @ Akhand : Thanks yaar.. ๐Ÿ™‚ Ya man seriously those were the moments.. ๐Ÿ˜›

    @ Clickingthoughts : First of all start using Shrikant, this is too long a name to reply ๐Ÿ˜ฆ and nahin bhai bahut dinon se wonder years ka 1 bhi episode nahin dekha. Anyhoo thanks ๐Ÿ™‚

  12. again great work of the times you could so aptly express feelings and bring back that nostalgia abt times that are unforgettable…

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