dwell into memories ,,and dive into events ,,
is what ,my subconscious mind loves to do ,,
Live in those memories and relive in those streets ,
The streets of my classroom ,,
The narrow streets having classes beside ,
That blue and white combination,,!!
Sometimes while sleeping I found myself wondering in those streets
carrying bag and wearing that old fashioned uniform ,,.... The still saw hiding myself from that specks wearing teacher,, her hairs is brown and one thing more I had never saw her smiling !!
I feel myself, standing and gossiping in boys washroom and doing stuff that like fighting and cracking stupid jokes ,,.. with my friends,
we forgot to see that the washroom door is open and the mam wearing saree ,bindi is staring at us having with red eyed,!!!!
But we are not in fear because mam can't enter in boys washroom to beat us !!😁😁,,
After sometime the mam walked away ,
and we ran towards our class ,,
The class was already had started and we were 20 min late !!
( As in traditional way I never had bunked the class but this time I am enjoying this bunking very much )!!!
The last bell rang and I stepped downstairs in rush mode ,, to meet my crush , went in cycle parking and there struggled to get my bicycle!! Huge rush was there ,, !!!
After having my cycle I didn't wait for a single second for my friends and peddled the paddle ,,
I was about to meet her again but soon my dreams broke and I saw myself in new form ,....
The old fashioned uniform changed into lower and t shirt ,,
Those friends and environment were left in that time of past ,.......

© Mayank Kumar Kasaudhan