I am stuck, between the past and the future!
Hello folks! Been a while I guess. I have been a little busy; read "The Casual Vacanacy" by JK Rowling, went to Kumbakonam for an audit, so couldn't update my blog for a while. Around two weeks I believe. Anyhow, I am back, and so are you I hope. Enjoy!
I am stuck, between the past and the future!
Really annoying. Incredibly frustrating, this overwhelming nostalgia.
As memories sweep through my mind, taking me to another Universe, that fills me with awe - the past
How many memories, sweet-bitter, but each so delicious. I desperately crave
Internation Indian School, Riyadh - IISR - What I called my Azkaban
An abominable place, but today, I am in love with it. I miss it
8 periods a day. A lunch break after the fourth, and Salah break after the seventh
Sometimes I went to the football ground, for a game of catcher-catcher
We sat around and had our indoor fun, for Salah breaks
And those P.Ed periods that I bunked to lazily sit in class
Those monumental home-works, that we competed to finish in class itself; for a tranquilizing day at home!
(How much I wrote in those days. How many notebooks!
The smell of those books, still floats in my nose)
Those amazing teachers, whom I can never shower with enough praise
Their love and affection, their care and their faith, I owe them my life
They taught me the definition of 'awesome', something my friends might not have agreed with
But I was awesome
And my best friends - Pakkaran and Sasi!
We discovered the mysteries of teenage, and ventured into the world that 'adults' monopolized
And we did make - Award Winning Jokes!
And a bunch of other friends, 'Wallahi' their Malappuram accent has always fascinated me
10th Board exam, and the tragic study leave that preceded it
(Mugging, revising and mugging again. Until the words flow out of you, in a smooth wave, like glistening water)
And I loved it all!
There was the day, that I did my business in my pants
There was the day, when my classmates tweaked RAMON to suit their convenience and earn my umbrage
They treasured it alright, my umbrage
There was the day, when I got beat up (Now when I look back, I think I asked for it)
There was the day, where we ventured out after school, to the shopping malls and the pastry shop
Celebrating the freedom after exams...
And I love each and every one of them! I miss them terribly
Reciting poems, reading for the class, elocutions and debates
It saddens me, that that Universe is away from me.
That I shall never be there. Ever again
St. Thomas Central School - The love of my life
It brought out the best in me
As our Principal always said, you come in here as boys and leave as men
I learnt patience. I learnt to be positive. I learnt optimism
I learnt to speak in public. Even better,
I learnt to speak to girls (That, is another story altogether!)
I learnt, to keep in touch. With those angels, whom I cannto dream to loose!
I learned to love, because everything around was just so precious
2 years over there, seemed like 20! Totally worth it
School life is over, and it has been 2 years. Now as I revisit the past, my eyes swell up
When I went back to IISR, to visit my teachers, 3rd std, 5th std, 6th and 7th std.
Most of them remembered me. Some did not
As I walk through those magnificent playgrounds of STCS, and suck in its beauty
Nostalgia - you torture me!
Not just school. Remember those summer vacations, where you did nothing!
Most of mine where in Ambalapuzha. Where I fancied climbing trees and playing cricket.
In that vast field that can blow your mind! Swimming in ponds, afraid of frogs
And the vacation in Riyadh? 12-12 sleep. Days where I didn't know AM
19 years of past, how can I recite you in 19 words.
But wish that was it. As I seek to delve into the past, another Universe pulls me in
The Future
It is mysterious, it is powerful and it is inevitable!
If nostalgia was torture, curiosity is the cruciatus curse!
What does this world have in store for me? Where is the roller coaster taking me?
I don't know what lay ahead, and I am dying to know
What happens tomorrow? Or the next year? Or 10 years in the future? Just show me a glimpse?
Just one glimpse
A tug of war is going on. These mighty worlds, sucking me in
And I am stuck. In between them
I am stuck, between the past and the future!
Love
Hello folks! Been a while I guess. I have been a little busy; read "The Casual Vacanacy" by JK Rowling, went to Kumbakonam for an audit, so couldn't update my blog for a while. Around two weeks I believe. Anyhow, I am back, and so are you I hope. Enjoy!
I am stuck, between the past and the future!
Really annoying. Incredibly frustrating, this overwhelming nostalgia.
As memories sweep through my mind, taking me to another Universe, that fills me with awe - the past
How many memories, sweet-bitter, but each so delicious. I desperately crave
Internation Indian School, Riyadh - IISR - What I called my Azkaban
An abominable place, but today, I am in love with it. I miss it
8 periods a day. A lunch break after the fourth, and Salah break after the seventh
Sometimes I went to the football ground, for a game of catcher-catcher
We sat around and had our indoor fun, for Salah breaks
And those P.Ed periods that I bunked to lazily sit in class
Those monumental home-works, that we competed to finish in class itself; for a tranquilizing day at home!
(How much I wrote in those days. How many notebooks!
The smell of those books, still floats in my nose)
Those amazing teachers, whom I can never shower with enough praise
Their love and affection, their care and their faith, I owe them my life
They taught me the definition of 'awesome', something my friends might not have agreed with
But I was awesome
And my best friends - Pakkaran and Sasi!
We discovered the mysteries of teenage, and ventured into the world that 'adults' monopolized
And we did make - Award Winning Jokes!
And a bunch of other friends, 'Wallahi' their Malappuram accent has always fascinated me
10th Board exam, and the tragic study leave that preceded it
(Mugging, revising and mugging again. Until the words flow out of you, in a smooth wave, like glistening water)
And I loved it all!
There was the day, that I did my business in my pants
There was the day, when my classmates tweaked RAMON to suit their convenience and earn my umbrage
They treasured it alright, my umbrage
There was the day, when I got beat up (Now when I look back, I think I asked for it)
There was the day, where we ventured out after school, to the shopping malls and the pastry shop
Celebrating the freedom after exams...
And I love each and every one of them! I miss them terribly
Reciting poems, reading for the class, elocutions and debates
It saddens me, that that Universe is away from me.
That I shall never be there. Ever again
St. Thomas Central School - The love of my life
It brought out the best in me
As our Principal always said, you come in here as boys and leave as men
I learnt patience. I learnt to be positive. I learnt optimism
I learnt to speak in public. Even better,
I learnt to speak to girls (That, is another story altogether!)
I learnt, to keep in touch. With those angels, whom I cannto dream to loose!
I learned to love, because everything around was just so precious
2 years over there, seemed like 20! Totally worth it
School life is over, and it has been 2 years. Now as I revisit the past, my eyes swell up
When I went back to IISR, to visit my teachers, 3rd std, 5th std, 6th and 7th std.
Most of them remembered me. Some did not
As I walk through those magnificent playgrounds of STCS, and suck in its beauty
Nostalgia - you torture me!
Not just school. Remember those summer vacations, where you did nothing!
Most of mine where in Ambalapuzha. Where I fancied climbing trees and playing cricket.
In that vast field that can blow your mind! Swimming in ponds, afraid of frogs
And the vacation in Riyadh? 12-12 sleep. Days where I didn't know AM
19 years of past, how can I recite you in 19 words.
But wish that was it. As I seek to delve into the past, another Universe pulls me in
The Future
It is mysterious, it is powerful and it is inevitable!
If nostalgia was torture, curiosity is the cruciatus curse!
What does this world have in store for me? Where is the roller coaster taking me?
I don't know what lay ahead, and I am dying to know
What happens tomorrow? Or the next year? Or 10 years in the future? Just show me a glimpse?
Just one glimpse
A tug of war is going on. These mighty worlds, sucking me in
And I am stuck. In between them
I am stuck, between the past and the future!
Love
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