School Days………….

School days were “best days” of my life.

 When I think about those days, I want to become a kid again. I used to go by bus carrying that huge bag. My mom used to hold my hands to leave till bus as I used to refuse to go to school.

When we were small most of us never liked to go to the school, but now we know the importance of those days we can’t forget those memorable days of our life. When I am with my friends we all think about school days, we used to fight without any reason and sometimes for silly reasons.

How can I forget one thing “morning prayer” as soon as we used to reach school we used to pray by standing in a line with closed eyes. I never use to close my eyes. I used to keep my one eye open and so that I can look at others and see how they are praying. Guess what………… most of them were doing the same thing because those prayers were really boring for us. For us prayers were just one of the routines we have to do that forcefully but now when I know the meaning of that prayer I laugh on myself.

Those days we just used to wait for bell to ring so that we can go home.

I miss those days with that dirty uniform because we used to play like hell jumping here and there that was really fun.  

When I am  sitting alone I think of those days they really bring smile on my face……………………..