De-Fragmentation Part 1

It's high time that I forget and relax my brain a little, so I've decided to defragment phases in my life till now. May be that will make my brain actually receptive of new ideas and creative flow .

• Meeting threshold of the School makes you recognize the taste of life's variety cuisines encapsulated in tit bits
• Silly jokes and random houseful laughter subsequently.
• Glory of scoring highest,pride entwined with all sixty five accomplishment certificates
• Inter-house rivalry that only paved way for good mutual interactions.
• Loads of love and importance from teachers.
• Those white Eucalyptus trees, cool breeze blowing in between leaves and mesmerising the nostrils and bored brain in between the lectures.
• Highly attractive sports and drawing period.
• The painted, nurtured and named potted plants for SUPW[ My pot was painted green with big red shape and the word read, 'Heart']
• The kabbaddi, basketball, kho kho,throw ball sessions
• Planning for some co-curricular activity every now and then.
• Sight and smell of new books and art of covering them in brown colors and putting colorful stickers on them every march-April
• Sitting with your best friend underneath tulsi bushes grown arbitrarily in the convent's garden, preparing for exams-basically ractofying history,civics, geography etc.
• Following those cute white-black rabbits in the school backyards which were generally kept hidden from the kids
• Participating and rehearsing for silly dramatics and dances [although I hated indulging in any dance form, yet....dramas were fun because I got ample opportunities to show tantrums that too officially]
• Wisdom, Sherlock Holmes, various versions of bible, colorful anthologies, Moral science books in the library
• Those queues for morning ,pre and post break assemblies, nagging friends constantly to stand two steps ahead because in every class you were last in the girls line,you just wish that you were few centimeters shorter and could stand ahead.
• Morning assembly drills and jogging around the ground.
• Sneaking out into children's park secretly just for fun.
• Beautiful small stone church with a separate place to hide for hide and seek and Denga pani game that we used to play.
• Getting bruises and scars while playing now on then on elbows ,knees and God knows where not, still posing that everything is fine and you are a stud , rofl! you can bear all pain so peacefully ;D
• Sharing tiffin with a huge group of friends with a variety of delicacies showering from all over.
• White mahua flowers strewn in the pathway intoxicating the air while coming to school at 5.00-6.00 a.m, green bus and the bus stoppage that was always so eventful early in the morning.
• The school uniform necktie that was so difficult to tie. But learning the art made you an expert in doing it everyday!
• Handicraft activity that was really creative exercise, although I confess that my blue muffler in Class 4th was fully knit into shape by my mom! I still don't know how to handle wool, so I cheated! ;)
• The biggest nightmare that you could have had was that what if for the next day's exam you forget all mathematics formulas and no conclusion /answer was derived. Will they give steps marking ?
• Filling blue/ black inks in thick diploma fountain pen, you will love your writing once you use it. I still use it!
• With great profundity writing inspirational quotes on the blackboard with colored chalks along with date and every period's subject. Some years later Orkut and later Face book wall served the purpose.
• Being a part of the whole class punishment, wherein you enjoy doing team work,that too cheerfully!
• Honey bee comb and millions of bees hovering outside computer lab's glass panes.
• Early times when you were supposed to open your shoes before entering the computer lab to protect the white old rustic desktops from any dust or moisture.
• Hall or auditorium and its magnificent painting on the huge wooden dividers,seeing which one of my wishes those days was if only I could get to paint that fully, I would consider myself a true artist. Although I never got such a chance.
• lastly, a precious group of Gem like friends who are still so close that distances have stopped bothering!
• This was the phase called ignorant happiness.