Today, I am back at the school after four decades,
Waiting for my mates to join and make merry.
In the lonely class room
Sitting on this empty back bench
I look through the windows
And see a rainbow spread against
The vastness of the sky
The cloud burst, memories pour in.
The first day, I walked into the school
With a quivering mind.
Someone held my hand and led me
To the class room-
The first touch of everlasting friendship!
From then onwards it has weaved,
The invisible thread of connectedness.
Someone opened the door of knowledge,
Alphabets were learned,
Books were read,
Charts were made,
Dreams were given wonderful colours.
Learning became a never ending process.
Atoms were split, frogs dissected
Chemical reacted, sums were
Added, subtracted, divided and multiplied
“Ten thousand we saw in a glance”
Of those daffodils.
Through the atlas the whole world
Became closer
Through binoculars the moon, stars
And sun became nearer
Centuries were excavated
Revolutions doused
Suddenly the whole world looked
Enchanting and varied.
Beyond all this, another life evolved
The friendship thickened, life brightened.
The homework was to be done together,
Lunch to be shared,
I got hurt when you were punished,
Films looked better when classes were bunked,
A glass of sherbath, a bar of ice cream
Were always meant for both.
Those strolls through the bylanes
Of the adjacent school
Those quick glances, eager responses…
Those books we read, hiding below the desks
The eagerness to enact those titillating stories….
Teachers who loved,
Teachers who scared,
Teachers who stood like beacon for years to come.
The speed in which the ball was bowled,
those special kicks which shook the net.
Below the almond tree there was always shade.
On the steps of the church there was always peace.
We quarreled, hated and loved each other.
We lived our life without any planning.
On the last day you sang,
“ life is all about parting and pain”
As the waves came to wash the shore, we wrote
“ Never will we part ways”.
We never thought we would part, still it happened.
Somewhere on the way our paths were shortened.
The exams were over, results declared
We can take further steps to future, we were told.
Little did we knew that life had different plans.
Like those rain drops which fell on the floor
We rolled into different directions.
Today sitting on this lonely back bench
I look through the window
The old almond tree spreads like a
Grandfather waiting for his children to return
The waves roll on to the shore, whispering sweet nothings.
The fleet of stairs on the church is ready
To accommodate everyone who comes back.
Then I saw you walking through the gates!!!!
Then another, an other, and an other
All were carrying school bags, full of memories
Suddenly the bell rang and we ran to the classes
The rooms are no more lonely, the benches are not empty
Let us take turns to open and share what we have brought
And recover those days and decades which we lost.
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