To the school years that flew before our eyes,
How did things change so fast? How did eager-eyed toddlers with no care in the world become adolescents choosing their paths into adulthood? How do years of togetherness compare with photographs now? Ironic, isn’t it, how time escapes your hands and you’re left with decisions to make? It feels like just yesterday, when I entered the red-bricked walls of school with a backpack slung over my back and a mischievous smile. Little did I know that it would become a home I would have to leave one day. A home full of irreplaceable memories, and unforgettable experiences. A small part of me wishes we could go back, just to relive a couple of things again, a couple of trips before everything changed. From first friends and foes to broken pencils and screaming classrooms, we’ve come a long way from where we began and it’s been one heck of a journey. Group projects, silly laughter, and being busted together sit in my head now, secretly hoping we could do all that again. From cliques to clicks and lost friendships to newfound ones, it’s been a whirlwind of emotions, confusion and camaraderie. Bus rides in the monsoon, piping hot food in the canteen, secretly snoozing away in assemblies to airplane journeys, those frolicking days feel out of reach now. From the pre-exam notions to the Monday blues, suffering together definitely made the stress fade away. There was something about those classrooms and corridors that made sense, the comfort in the chaos, the unity in the diversity, and moreover the home I’ll never truly leave. Maybe school will continue to be a feeling, and not just a place anymore. And maybe someday we’ll realize that we grew up too fast, too fast to let go.